(Trigger Warning): Self Harm
Most people will never experience
A safety plan
Your parents checking your room for sharp objects
The sting of betadine on fresh cuts
How much the handcuffs hurt
Most parents will never have to
Take all the razors out from under the sink
Call the police on their missing child
See them taken into juvie
I wonder who they saw
Was it me?
Or was it the too loud kid with no front teeth
The one who loved vampires and fairies
Quick to smile and quick to laugh
Became quick to cut and quick to lie
Why do some people grow up so quickly
That they are almost embalmed in their youth
Always trying to go back to it
Like a ship navigating dark sea
Trying to find just one lighthouse
But being buried underneath