ONCE UPON A TIME

I was happy.
Then I was sad.
Everything in my life was fine
My brain wasn't
Some chemical was off in my brain
Everything was sad
I couldn't feel anything
So instead of getting help,
I cut.
I wanted to see if I could feel SOMETHING
But I couldn't
When I remember those times I cut,
I don't remember any pain.
You might not see scars on my wrists,
but if you look other places,
You can tell.
There are 3 faint scars on the top of my right thigh
There is a broken heart scar on my left ankle on the inside
And there are faint words on the top of my left arm
"I HATE HIM"
My life isn't easy
You don't know what i've been through.
Don't judge me when I say I've cut.
I realised this year
DEPRESSION ISN"T A NORMAL FEELING
It's not something everyone feels.
Cutting might feel like a way to get rid of it
and it might feel good at the time
but it leaves scars that you might be embarrassed about later.
Find Help.
Don't fight alone.