The self injury and the depression is slowly fading
The venerated blade is slowly becoming my enemy
I try and try to slake my depression
Only now do I understand I am only helping the present
But my future hangs in the balance as I cut deeper
And destroy my relationships
And now that I walk alone I feel worse than ever
I must help myself to escape the endless circle of self-injury
And as I change I realize what I have done
I feel cowardly and angry
With scars on my wrists
I reach out to my loved ones for a helping hand
To get on the path to regain power over my feelings
This is a my fresh start to re-grow my relationships
And a chance to fix the problems I have created
To prove to my self that I am somebody
To prove to the world I am strong
And most of all to overcome!
I did think this was going to be another depressing suicide poem, but I like how you turned it around in the end. I'm sure it's inspiration to many people in this situation. It's also a relief to here a cutting poem with a positive ending. The trick to non-rhyming free verse poetry is it must flow naturally, and this did. You also made this "problem" more real by describing how it will affect others. You implied a good use of vocabulary, especially in the beginning.
The only criticism is for this part â€œâ€¦I feel worse than ever.â€ You have used well-structured language before this, and it doesnâ€™t seem to fit in with the previous diction.
Thanks for sharing.