Drowning in the sea
As I see how far you have gotten
I watch you sail into the sunset
You may come across another storm
But for now you are safe and warm
You may have a few scratches and leaks
But my god do you look beautiful
As you rock side to side
Stably over the waves
Drowning in the sea is a metaphor for crying so much as I see a dear friend be in a better condition and place in their life. The strength they must have had amazes me, and moves me. Heres to you, and everyone else that overcomes their life difficulties. There will always be another storm, but you did well sailing through this one 🙂 xx
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.
it wont be nice
You wont be able to look people in the eyes.
those who don’t know will make jokes
unaware of the emotions it evokes.
someone will find out
and they will ask what its all about
when they know it will hurt them more
than its ever hurt you before
The road is tough
Rough and grim
I‘ve been through it a lot
Glad that I did
Glamorized by society
Everyone knows but nobody hears
Reading stories about my biggest fearsTaylor
Self-harm is a big issue, because although there is more awareness its being glamorized in society. This poem also I wrote because people don’t understand that somethings they post can trigger someone who has gone through it, or when someone says it as a joke, it can deeply bring back feeling for those who have dealt or are dealing with this problem.
The scars on my wrists
remind me of this
intense feeling of pain.
Not the blood rushing out
nor the blade of my skin.
But the darkness,
the pain within.Taylor
As someone who still carries scars from their past, they are a reminder of where I was, compared to where I am now. They show me the darkness and pain that I felt, and although sad to have to carry it with me, its a positive reminder of where I came from, and where I don’t want to go again.