Poems collection -Self harm (trigger warning)

Broken Promise

Glistening red, blood. 

Pumped straight from this broken heart

To my wrists and sides,

Released by the motion of blades.

I promiseed her before,

I promised so many times before

That I would stop and discontinue,

But the addiction is too strong.

Now my parents know,

And I've promised them as well,

They've begged me so heartfully,

To stop and not go on,

I promised them, but it's broken now.

One two three, I count the scars,

Four five six, that should be enough.

Seven eight nine, No I really should stop here.

My location has now changed,

To hide them from prying eyes.

You can't stop me,

They can't stop me,

No one can, for I am gone

Beyond repair.

I am a broken toy,

Discarded and left to die.

24/11/14