ouch
Comply with violence,
no loner abide,
disruption in silence,
refusal to hide.
Whisper soft sweet,
sorrow too much,
smiles defeat,
permanent crutch.
Shadows conceal,
drinking in light,
mysteries reveal,
fight or flight.
She calls her mind,
togethers a-part,
nothing to find,
nowhere to start.
By AM.B
World War 3
As i stare at the battlegrounds,
seeing memories of the past,
violent actions, as any war is.
As i look deeper,
traveling through a pumping artery,
missing the heart by a millasecond.
As the innocent bystanders are prosecuted
for avoiding private property,
fair is redefined, not withstanding.
The reason behind the problem,
fighting to help resolve,
you're nowhere -
but six feet deeper....
By AM.B
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." |