I have self harmed for a few years now. it helped me cope with stress, anger and it took away mental pain.

I wrote a few poems, here is one of them

Battle scars

Confused and scared, not sure what to do,
All because of people like you,
You scorn, you curse, you bully, and you brake,
Too much pain than I can take,

Never wanted to go to school,
Because I knew you would pin me to the wall,
You teased me, and laughed at me, and made me cry,
I’d sit there and hope I would just die,

Hiding away from your hateful glare,
I knew in my heart that this wasn’t fair,
You’d single me out from a crowd,
A grin on your face, you felt so proud,

I’d cry and quiver, you’d just smile,
And keep me pinned there for a while,
Then you hit me, this wasn’t right,
Now I saw you in a different light,

I was now your punch bag, for all your abuse,
Like a stress ball, for your personal use,
I tried telling the teachers that I was being hurt,
But they just ignored me, like a piece of dirt,

I gave up trying, you just carried on,
I was numb to the touch, all feeling gone,
I couldn’t take this anymore and turned to self harm,
I felt better sticking sharp things in my arm,

I started with scissors and compasses too,
But they soon became blunt, it wouldn’t do,
I moved onto blades and a sharp kitchen knife,
I didn’t realise but I was tearing away my life,

Many years have passed, and I still remember you,
All the pain you caused me, and the torture you put me through,
I still get hurt from time to time, but it isn’t quite as bad,
I don’t get all those bruised, that I once had,

I’ve learnt how to cope, and how to stop the tears,
But I’ll never be relieved, of all those haunting fears,
I look out the window, and stare at the stars,
I wish you could hear me, and see my battle scars.



i have now been getting help and councelling for 3months, and i have not cut since, although i have wanted to a few times.

remember you are strong and don't hide it, tell someone today and set yourself free

Well here i am
sitting here
wasting my life away
in boredness
with in my empty soul.
Ive decided on this
to stop my urge
to self harm.
It hurts
It kills
but im going to stop
Knowing these cuts
are disappearing
into thin air.
im going to stop
it only kills me even more
every cut
every slit.
every tear
that i shed.
kills me on the inside.
Im going to live
live a happier life
im going to move on
and live with the new
im going to try to be happy
happy, that ive stopped
These tears i shed
will be better
better than every cut
every razor to the skin
becuase im only letting the pain out
not putting in on the outside
i will talk
talk bout my pain
instead of hiding it
i dont want to die
i want to be happy
i will laugh
i will smile
and have fun.
ill forget about all this pain
youve made me feel
and act like it never happened
so i wont
WONT have the urge to cut
ill get the help i need
through my friends
through the ones i trust.
with all my heart
this, this writing
will continue
until all
all urges are gone
and will fix this
broken skin
on my wrist
and i will
BE HAPPY
and ill forget bout the bad
because i dont need that crap
or that pain
that you made me feel
so here i am.
wasting my time
within my empty soul
and will soon be
with in my happy dreams
that get me through every night
and every day!
so goodbye
and goodnight..