Save me (for all of us self abusers out there)

My wrist is bloody from cutting,
my tongue is bloody from biting it,
my hair is pulled out from my own hands,
my knuckles bleed from scratching them.
my stomach is bruised from punching myself,
i have secret stashes of glass all over the house,
secret stashes of pills that i take everyday with mouthwash,
just to wash them down...
i have no one to talk to,
no one to listen,
cause Ive pushed them all away.
no one wants to be friends with a freak,
especially not one like me.
and the more i think about it, dying wouldn't be so bad,
but i call the suicide hotline anyway,
just because i seem to be the only one who cares,
and they cant help me.
I'm broken inside without anyone,
I'm so numb i cant even talk,
i just walk around the halls of my school looking at the floor.
no one knows about me,
i hide it well.
they may see the scars on my arms,
or the bruises on my legs,
or the tears staining my cheeks,
but they will never know the pain i go through everyday just to go home and face Him.
He will cause more bruises,
and more pain...
but all i have to do these days is lock myself in my room,
and cut my silly arms to pieces.
tear my hair out and bite my tongue,
burn my stomach with my lamp,
watch it boil up.
i smile as the blood pours,
i laugh as the bruises appear,
and i sleep through the pain...
until next time,
I'm still in pain.

this is to all those self injurers out there... good luck to all, God be with you...