Just
a note: some
of you may find this poem a bit triggering, especially if you're struggling
with self harm and suicidal feelings. As always, only read it if you
feel strong enough - and if it does affect you then please talk to someone
about it (whether in 'real' time, the internet or by ringing a helpline).
See the links section for
some organisations that might be helpful xxx Rachel
| The
Lake
I’m alone in the dark
No one here to stop the knifes beacon call
It's too irresistible
I cant take it anymore
I must take its caress
Now tonight.
It wont stop calling me
The silver shine reflects off my skin
As the crimson lake turns to waterfall
The silver shine goes deeper into the lake
The blade digs deeper
Grinding the edges of the lake
The lake overlaspes into itself. It’s falling.
Glass shatters.
Water everywhere
Lake flows everywhere.
Lake dries up & dies
I'm drowning, i'm dying
I'm....... gone
Naomi Ralph
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