My Struggle Poem by Carrie Salazar
My Struggle
It’s an everyday struggle
It’s a bad coping mechanism
But it’s my life
Watching the blood drip all
Down my wrist and thighs
I get that sigh of relief
It’s not like I don’t wanna quit
Believe me I want to
But I can’t seem to
Pushing that blade into my skin
Is my way of crying
It’s my way of showing how hurt I am
This is me the real me
This is really who I am
I am not the person who you thought I was.
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