scars apon scars
Small and thin
thick and harsh
arms
scars apon scars
each of them reminders
of what ever broke me
the hands of he who beats me
or the touch of he who lusted me
each of them
reminders
of the times I became nothing
I am nothing
scars apon scars
they heal on my arms
but in my mind they bleed
and bleed
they never stop
sometimes I can taste it in the back of my throat
a reminder
that I am nothing
made for those who need to hurt
burns and slashes
more than many have seen
they look
they look away
scars apon scars
Fear
Here the thoughts come flowing
learning nothing
Knowing
paranoid they can see
absure absurb thoughts of nothing
only good is in running
words ring through and out again
pretending I am here and thinking
escape
a thought I am entertaining
gone again
through the window
back in and out
watch the rain
suns heat beats me
prefers the cold
but now it's snowing
faces of these creatures growing
who are they and why are they glowing?
when will I shine
show in lights
never go
run and hide
hide don't run ravage creature
see the swift hunger
crave
wants to break and hide your face
don't show fear
- Kitty
I welcome the contributions of others who self-harm or have done so in the past. Send us your writing, or arrange to send us your art or music by e-mailing RAZOR at zanne@cea.edu
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Check out SCAR, a zine on the
subject of scars and self-harm. The content of these pages may contain "triggering" material. |
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to CUTTERS, a
page on the subject of people who self-harm. The content of these pages may contain "triggering" material. |
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to The History of Child Abuse |
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Contents Under
Pressure Razor's writing about experiences she had during a 13 year
bout with DSH and five times she was institutionalized. |
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to Leap Frogge Leap was locked up in mental institutions when she was a kid. Leap refers to them as "the Institutes." |