Trigger Warning⚠⚠
Mentions of self harm and rape.

Written on - 4 September 2021
Published on - 5 September 2021

I took my pocket knife out.
Drew sketches on my skin.
Looking at my blood pouring out,
I grinned.

The satisfaction it brought
hypnotized me,
I digged in a little deeper. I was distraught.
It brought out an unknown feeling of contentment in me.

I started this routine previous year.
I used to write down my feelings before.
It was because of that night, that fear and that hopelessness which seeped down to my core.

That night I got tainted.
I was forced into submission.
I don't remember the rest, I fainted.
Resist? I was not in a proper condition.

That was the first day I painted my canvas red.
My feelings fled,
my purity shredded.
And I bled.

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Do you know?
Rates of self harming increases day by day.
Most of the self harm is committed by adolescents.
Girls are more prone to do so than boys.

Life is scary darlings.
I came across many people who self harm here on wattpad.

*gives you a piece of chocolate*

And thus I wrote this.

The "I" here doesn't depict me.

◆Update on me
I have so many pending study stuff to do. ╥﹏╥
I am on hiatus, that doesn't mean I am not writing.
I write stuff then and now.
I am eating a chocolate ice cream at the moment. (≡^∇^≡)
I am doing great! Wby?

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