It’s funny how you judge me
For how I release my pain
You look at me and think
That I must be going insane
But who are you to say
That what I chose to do is wrong
The one thing that may have saved my life
Has been no good all along?
Maybe I should follow you
And sit back and have a drink?
Then maybe for a little while
I wouldn’t have to think
And then because of the alcohol
Of my body I may lose control
But that’s ok to you
Because it’s every ones else solution
And of course what I do is a delusion
Even though it picks me up when I’m down
And all you do is drown,
You’re sorrows, only to face them again tomorrow
Amelie Anonymous
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-harm-3/
