30 Years

They say the sadness will go away
But I find it so hard to believe what they say
Each day is like yesterday, tomorrow, last week
Trying so hard to find the help that I seek
I’m told it’s darkest before the dawn
It’s been dark in my world since the day I was born
The glass the knife the bottle the blood
My arms being opened the relief of the flood
But what of the after the guilt and the pain
The dismay of my loved ones there looks of disdain
I feel no remorse the cutting the stitching my way of life
It’s cost me my loved ones my children my wife
But still it continues compelling me on
Where will this end where as the sun gone
A self-harmers story there’s more to be told
How will this conclude how will it unfold
My mood seems to deepen depression sinks in
I pick up a knife I reach for my skin
I sink into sadness sorrow remorse
I know these old feelings things follow their course
Low self-esteem is it attention I seek
I feel like an outcast I feel like a freak
For 30 yrs now it’s been like this
I need my life back my family I miss
So I’ll take all the help that’s given me
I need to stop this abuse I need to be free
It’s a hard road ill travel a difficult road to tread
I’m a mixture of emotions and feelings of dread
I have to stop using others as an emotional prop
I need to pull my life together and the bloodletting to stop

Update Guys This Is Not About Me but A Friend I Met A Few Years Ago He Told Me His Story And With His Permission I Wrote This Peice
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Frayer Avatar
February 4, 2011 at 12:59 PM
Very deep but very well written. I once was in shoes such as these and it took quite a bit to snap me out of it, so I know how difficult it can be for your friend. His main problem is he is focusing on all the wrong things and not any of the right ones, I hope and pray he has found relief from this. You have done a great job expressing his emotions~ Virginia
Righting Riley - Shauna Riley Avatar
January 27, 2011 at 8:08 AM
Another great write...you see others well and convey their stories wonderfully...
Shreve Avatar
January 26, 2011 at 5:57 AM
very nice flow of word I like alot
Laan Avatar
January 13, 2011 at 5:44 AM
Stan, Thank you for your thanks! You write about this sad illness so well, you are obviously a very good friend or very in touch with people.
Laan Avatar
January 13, 2011 at 3:56 AM
Stan, I can't say I know much about self harming but I believe it is control, power that you have over your life and you need that. I believe you should take all the help you can get to overcome this as you hurt yourself but you hurt your family and loved ones too. Be gentle with yourself. Wonderful write:))) powerful.
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