Self - Injury #2.

[Kendall]

This poem is about two years old. It's not as expressive and visual as the first ; but I think awareness is important, so I decided I would post it. Here you go, I hope you enjoy it (if that's possible).

My skin is a sheet of lace,
And when I tear at it,
The threads begin to snap,
The threads break,
The lace will never look the same,
The hole that remains in the lace,
Is a reminder of pain,
The wound will heal,
And a faint line of pain will be left behind,
A faint line to remind you of the suffering,
My skin is a sheet of lace,
And when I tear at it,
The threads begin to snap,
The pain begins to die.

[emily655321]

Hi Kendall. I don't know how I can respond to this without getting too specific, but I like it. :)

[Koa]

I like it...the metaphor of lace is so original!!!

[Kendall]

Haha, thanks so much. I'm glad you like it.

[Avalive]

Nice metaphor
More like lyrics

[Kendall]

Yeah, I think that's why I don't like it much.

[Suetang]

Hi Kendall

You paint such a vivid and disturbing picture with your words. I hope many others are able to read your words. I hope all is well with you.

Take care.......Sue

[Kendall]

Disturbing in a good way? A way to learn? To stop ignorance and embaressment?
Well, I hope so. Thanks for your comment Sue, I appreciate it.

[Suetang]

Hi Kendall

I hope you didn't take me the wrong way. I meant that your words were ' disturbing' but a reality in life. Unfortunately people can be very ignorant when it comes to things like this and they try to push it aside as if it is not happening. I can relate somewhat as I suffered from depression back in 1992 and back then people weren't very forgiving and didn't treat the depression as a disease which is what it is. I lost track of the amount of people who seemed to have the attitude that I should just "get over it". Unfortunately, it is not that easy and it can be a long road back. Your words would speak volumes to many and I applaud you for sharing this with us, thank you.

Take care..........Sue

[Kendall]

Oh wow. Thank you.
I didn't misintupret what you were trying to say. I was just making sure that I understood correctly.

[Helga]

Great. There's not much more to say about it.
The feeling when you see your blood is like an escape from all the bad stuff going on. So it may sound weird but there is so much pain and freedom in your poetry!

[Kendall]

No, it doesn't sound weird. I can understand what you are saying ; but I like the fact that you can understand it and inturpret the poem in your own way.