"6 Months Clean"
4 years cutting,
And I never missed a night.
And I never missed a night.
I would lie to myself--
And say, "I'll be alright."
The very next day,
I would cut again--
For I lived in a place,
Where I couldn't win.
The first cut hurt--
But the second one was better.
Lying by my knife--
Was my suicide letter.
I watched the blood--
Drip down my arms.
I told myself--
I was doing no harm.
6 months clean--
With little scars to show.
I taught myself--
How to learn to let go.
6 months clean--
And my scars are healing.
Now I live a life,
Where I express my feelings.
6 months clean--
And I'm doing so much better.
And guess what mom?
I've burned my suicide letter.
Shay-Renee
©2013
