Glamourise

Sorry for making it sound beautiful

I know its not something to be proud of

But its part of me

So I will write it in imagery

Like the roses pouring out of my skin

Or the thought of me drifting into the starless night

The endless sky

I’m not trying to glamourise it

But I have to

Because if not

How do I live with myself

With what I do

Except for make it something beautiful

But for me, not you.

Taylor

People can find it upsetting when reading things that glamourise sensitive subjects like self harm, or depression. And I understand their worry of making it something beautiful and making it something to look up to or try. But I have to write it as though its beautiful, because its part of me, part of my scars, and the missing serotonin. And I know it isn’t beautiful, but I need to see the beauty.