Poetry by Taylor

Ive stopped harming myself
With bottles and bottles every night
But it was less painful than trying to sleep sober

Ive stopped harming myself
With knives that I bring wherever I go
But all the new tattoos burn for longer

Ive stopped harming myself
By bottomless love
But I cry more, just alone.

Have I really stopped harming myself
Or is trying to be strong just the newest one