Yesterday

I tried so long to be strong 

To not do it again and just move along

But I couldn't yesterday

The walls caved in I couldn't get away

I didn't go to bad tho 

I did it nice and slow

Not enough to bleed out 

But enough to let the pain flow out 

Giving in was bitter sweet

I didn't know who else to turn to ...

I didn't have anyone . 

All i had was a sharp object to go against skin

I know I know

What a sin 

But I couldn't anymore 

I knew if I didn't do it i would do it later and it would be deeper 

Today my job is to just hide the scars ...

Next time I'll try not to let it get this far but for now ...

I have to keep my mind blank and keep walking through the day with a fake smile ....

Author's Note

I suffer from depression and anxiety. I used to count the days I went without self- harming. This is just an old piece I wrote when I had broken my streak.