Blood and tears On my shirt I feel like shit I feel like dirt
Blood and tears
On my shirt
I feel like shit 
I feel like dirt handcuffs stories
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hannahjackson
hannahjacksonovercoming BPD one step at a time
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I wrote this last night after a night in a&e with the police after my first episode of self harm in 8 months

Blood and tears On my shirt I feel like shit I feel like dirt

So I’ve self harmed Again once more It’s been so long Now just like before

The police they come It’s over kill Your handcuffs will hurt If you don’t sit still

I cry my eyes out What have I done I may have well killed myself With the shot of a gun

The doctors the nurses They act like it’s my fault The stigma the blame Let’s start a revolt

The handcuffs they hurt now They’ve been on so long I’m not a criminal I’ve done nothing wrong

They stitch me up And let me go I feel disappointment I’m full of woe

To the psych ward you’ll go If you do once more But I’m sure I won’t These wounds are so sore

I’m still in cuffs As the police drop me home With the promise if I feel bad I’ll pick up the phone

I can’t believe The things that I do But at least this time I avoided the psych ward zoo

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