Self-harm, a silent pain,
A battle fought within the brain,
The feeling of being out of control,
And seeking relief in ways untold.It can start with just a thought,
A way to cope when life feels fraught,
With anxiety, depression, and inner strife,
The urge to self-harm becomes a way of life.
Cutting, burning, scratching the skin,
The pain provides a temporary win,
A release from all the pain inside,
A chance to escape, a place to hide.
But soon, the scars become a reminder,
Of the pain that's hard to find a binder,
The shame, the guilt, and the self-blame,
Cuts and burns, that bear witness to the pain.
It's not just physical scars that hurt,
But the emotional pain that cuts like a shirt,
Feeling trapped in a cycle that won't break,
The hopelessness that seems hard to shake.
But there's a way to break the cycle,
To find a path that's more reliable,
A chance to heal and find some peace,
To find ways to cope and feel release.
Talking, therapy, and support,
Can provide help and be a port,
In the storm of pain that rages on,
A chance to find a new dawn.
It's hard to ask for help when you're in pain,
But it's worth it to try again and again,
To find the strength to reach out and say,
'I need help to find a better way.'
Self-harm is not a sign of weakness,
Or a failure that deserves to cease,
That life needs balance and rearrange.
So let's talk about self-harm with compassion,
And seek to help those going through the motion,
And find a way to live without doubt.
For self-harm is a journey, not a destination,
A chance to find hope and build a foundation,
To learn to love ourselves for who we are,
And find happiness, even when things are hard
