*****Trigger warning for anyone struggling with self harm - sorry*****
Thin pink lines, lips clamped tight
Bile burns my throat, bubbling
blisters swell, threaten
to burst
but swallow
swallow down the acrid glob
of howling unheard, stifling
child's screams, fighting
to erupt
but press
press balled fists into the sting
of salted eye skin, swelling
and cresting with each new wave
of gasps
but cut
cut red mouths, open lines
to scream unheard, unknown
my legs, a shrieking gingham cloth,
to hear
but hide.
hide.
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
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I am afraid for you. Please reach out to someone within reach - make contact. Hang on.
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Gail
peace, find peace......