Friend and her mom found out I am still self harming
Bloodstreaks down her chin
Two quick moments
Of relief, then
Frantic attempts
To clear out any evidence
Not enough tissues
The blood wells up again
Bloodstreaks down her arm
They lower their head leveling her's
Asking her "why?" And "but why a relapse now?"
Frantic attempts to get her to stop
"Promise me you won't ever do it again?"
"I cant" she says,"because I don't say 'yes'
to things I can't do.
I will never be free from this
That's something certain I can promise you"