Just
a
cut
just a scratch
"whats that mark?"
"it was just the cat"
Just an excuse
Just another lie
"whats with all the bracelets?"
"just fashion, why?"
Just a tear
Just a scream
"why are you crying?"
"just a bad dream"
But its not just a cut
or a tear or a lie
its always "just one more"
Until you die.
just a scratch
"whats that mark?"
"it was just the cat"
Just an excuse
Just another lie
"whats with all the bracelets?"
"just fashion, why?"
Just a tear
Just a scream
"why are you crying?"
"just a bad dream"
But its not just a cut
or a tear or a lie
its always "just one more"
Until you die.
I'm the type of person
who will be in the corner sobbing, yet wipe my face put on a face
smile, tell you how "okay" i am and then tell you
goodnight.
I'm the type of person who will cut so deep it will pool when my heart beats, but i'll look you straight in the eye and tell you i haven't cut in months.
I'm the type of person who will never tell you how bad i really am, because i know how little you all really care.
I'm the type of person who will sit by and protect you from the world, but know you'll be the one to shoot me dead.
I'm the type of person who hates every cell on my body.
Who are you?
MQ
I'm the type of person who will cut so deep it will pool when my heart beats, but i'll look you straight in the eye and tell you i haven't cut in months.
I'm the type of person who will never tell you how bad i really am, because i know how little you all really care.
I'm the type of person who will sit by and protect you from the world, but know you'll be the one to shoot me dead.
I'm the type of person who hates every cell on my body.
Who are you?
MQ
When
the metal pierced
my skin, staining my
pale flesh red,
I thought I could
control it.
Just this once,
I reasoned with
myself, justifying
my sins to my
own demons.
However,
just this once
quickly turned into
just once more;
followed shortly by
only when I need it.
When the metal
pieced my flesh,
I thought I was
strong enough
to control it.
Four years,
countless scars,
countless nights,
spent crying alone,
playing with fate,
later—
I realize I was wrong.
(DS)
my skin, staining my
pale flesh red,
I thought I could
control it.
Just this once,
I reasoned with
myself, justifying
my sins to my
own demons.
However,
just this once
quickly turned into
just once more;
followed shortly by
only when I need it.
When the metal
pieced my flesh,
I thought I was
strong enough
to control it.
Four years,
countless scars,
countless nights,
spent crying alone,
playing with fate,
later—
I realize I was wrong.
(DS)
Tonight
you're just another reason,
For just another scar.
mq
For just another scar.
mq
I
am in an abusive
relationship.
They hurt me,
they call me names,
they tell me
I'm worthless,
and how much
no one will ever
love me.
Thing is,
I can't get away.
Because you
can't run away
from yourself.
(DS)
relationship.
They hurt me,
they call me names,
they tell me
I'm worthless,
and how much
no one will ever
love me.
Thing is,
I can't get away.
Because you
can't run away
from yourself.
(DS)
That girl over there. The one smiling and laughing louder than
the rest. Yeah, that one. Do you see her? She seems perfectly
fine, maybe even a bit obnoxious. You would never guess her
secret. Yeah, she wears short sleaves. Do you see the pants
though? All the bracelets? Now are you starting to guess her
secret? Why? She seems so happy and perfectly fine. Her laugh is
louder than the rest. She must be perfectly content. She's not. I
bet you she hates herself. I bet you she doesn't want anyone to
know how she breaks at night. It's ok though. The people
surrounding her are good friends. She'll make it through this.
There's no suicide for her even if she may think about it.
There'd be too many people she'd miss. All she wants? Happiness
for herself and others. Yeah. That girl is just like me.
one cut for not being skinny enough
one cut for not being pretty enough
one cut for not having good grades
one cut for not having perfect hair
one cut for that cookie
one cut for being ugly
one cut for not throwing everything up
one cut for mom yelling
one cut for not making him happy enough
one cut for becoming too overwhelmed
one cut for crying again
one cut for holding everything in
one cut for not being there for everybody
one cut for being a disappointment
one cut for realizing why he left
one cut for remembering the past
one cut for not being perfect
one cut for wanting to die
one cut for missing him
one cut for wanting it to be the way it used to be.
one cut for not being pretty enough
one cut for not having good grades
one cut for not having perfect hair
one cut for that cookie
one cut for being ugly
one cut for not throwing everything up
one cut for mom yelling
one cut for not making him happy enough
one cut for becoming too overwhelmed
one cut for crying again
one cut for holding everything in
one cut for not being there for everybody
one cut for being a disappointment
one cut for realizing why he left
one cut for remembering the past
one cut for not being perfect
one cut for wanting to die
one cut for missing him
one cut for wanting it to be the way it used to be.
Please don't cut tonight.
I know it's hard and I know there's good reasons.
Keep reading this quote every night if you have to.
Just promise me you won't even think about it.
Whatever it was that happened today or in the past,
to make you want to harm yourself, is over.
It's gone so don't think about it.
Put your favourite music on.
Go for a relaxing bath or a walk.
Do what you want,
Just keep those blades away from your beautiful skin.
Please.
Stay strong,
I promise you that you're not alone.
I love you.
