KBD'S WORLD
Pain Surrounds me,
I am trapped in
The walls of my mind.
Silent Screams
And Whispering Yells
Of sweet desperation
A mind gone mad.
Images of swirling
Horror, insanity, and Blood
Dripping from every pore.
Voices overwhelm me,
Stifling my every thought.
A needle full of death,
Soothes my broken spirit.
CUTTING
I cut myself,
Because I feel
Dead Inside.
Blood makes me
Feel real.
I don't
Understand
How I feel
Until I Cut:
The deeper,
The Better.
Blood understands,
Blood knows the pain,
And Failure of
My many Choices.
DEPRESSION
Mood Swings,
Hatred and Insight
Suicide
Blood Running
Pouring
So Much Red
Everywhere
Dripping
Staining
Draining
From My
Pale White
Wrists, Finding
Its Way To the Cold
Floor, Where It
Slowly Gels.
BLOOD STAINS
MY blood stains
The floor, the walls
My heart, and clothes.
Blood Stains
Memories, hands,
And Foreign Lands.
Blood stains,
Scrub and Scrub,
But to no avail,
Scrub and Scrub,
But you will fail.
Blood Stains
All that it touches
Or falls upon.
MY BLOOD STAINS.
- Kayla
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." |