I drew you a picture...

I drew you a picture
It was drawn with a twist
It was drawn with a razor
It was drawn on my wrist

This picture tells a story

It's a picture of my life

It's a picture of my pain
Of my agony and strife
As I drew this picture

The blood over flowed

The pain in my life

Suddenly showed

How do you know I'm hurting

If you can not see my pain

These marks on my skin

Say what words can not explain

These scars they tell a story

It's the story of my life

It's the story of my pain

Of my agony and strife

This specific picture

I drew just for you

It's the picture that I drew

When you said our friendship

Was through

You were the inspiration

For this drawing on my wrist

And if it weren't for you

These scars would not exist

This is actually something I wrote a long time ago I just decided to post it because I think its important for people to know the affect they have on there friends when they just give up on them. It's a very negative affect, and it is not helpful to the situation. This is not geared towards one specific person. I have had multiple friendships that have been ended because people did not know what to do when they found out I struggled with self injury. I personally think that is a dumb reason to end a friendship and if they were true friends then they would have been there for me.

"Don't judge me by the scars on my arms, instead help me to throwaway the blade."