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Support, Information & Expression: Daily life with self-injury

*Nothing's Wrong*

I sit here in my room at night,
I take out my hidden treasure,
And slash at my skin.
I hear my skin rip,
As the blood comes pouring out.

I listen to music,
As it blasts from the stereo.
I clean the scar,
Cover it with a band aid,
And slowly fall asleep.

I awake to a new day,
I get up,
Go to school,
Put on my happy face,
And pretend like what just happened,
Didn’t happen at all...

© Brittany Vernée

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