Shedding off one more layer of skin, Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
these are the screams within these are the life streams bleeding from skin — Patrick Jones Copy Share Image
I don't necessarily want to be happy; I just want to stop feeling miserable. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I inscribe three lines, hush hush hush, into my skin. Ghosts trickle out. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
My death from the wrists, two name tags, blood worn like a corsage to bloom one on the left and one on… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Every fear, every night terror, every hour I cried for Liev, every fight with Sebastian is registered as a neat white scar. — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of… — John Keats Copy Share Image
When will you understand? It's not just a cut... It's not just a scar... It's my soul crying for help — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We couldn't imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Used to be that my whole body was my canvas-hot cuts licking my ribs, ladder rungs climbing my arms, thick milkweed stalks… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“I decry the injustice of my wounds, only to look down and see that I am holding a smoking gun in one… — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
One really ought to be afraid of self-torture. But it tempted me. It begged. The dark place that my mind was fast… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
“Why can't I remember our family Christmas, or a warm spring day, or anything that might have been pleasant? It is as… — Caroline Kettlewell Copy Share Image
“This time the skin seperates and she blinks her way back into the universe, watches the valley fold open, the blood seaming… — Martha O'Connor Copy Share Image
Some kids are so depressed at home and with how people treat them in school that they cut themselves. This happens all… — Chester Bennington Copy Share Image
The bathroom door swings open. Emma sees the blood painting my skin and the red rivers carved on my body. Emma sees… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I know what its like to want to die; how it hurts to smile; how you try to fit in but you… — VishEmo Copy Share Image
I wanted to die, then. I wanted to destroy the body I was trapped in, become what she was, no matter what… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“Punishments include such things as flashbacks, flooding of unbearable emotions, painful body memories, flooding of memories in which the survivor perpetrated against… — Alison Miller Copy Share Image
That was when I cut my arms with a razor blade as a means of creative expression. I only did it lightly,… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
For exactly the same reason, it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed. On those gray [sic] days where eight in… — Augusten Burroughs Copy Share Image
“When you have a persistent sense of heartbreak and gutwrench, the physical sensations become intolerable and we will do anything to make… — Bessel A. van der Kolk Copy Share Image
It was that summer, too, that I began the cutting, and was almost as devoted to it as my newfound loveliness. I… — Gillian Flynn Copy Share Image
“She was not suicidal; that is what people never managed to grasp. Cutting relieved the pressure and stood as some enduring demonstration… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share Image
“I know exactly how that is. To love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. Because they are all you have. Because any attention… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Every lineament of the girl's wasted body is a testament to her inner turmoil. Willow can only imagine what kind of pain… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
When you're starving or wrapped up in a cycle of binge-ing-and-purging, or sexually obsessed with (someone), it is very hard to think… — Caroline Knapp Copy Share Image
Don't fall into the trap of pretending everything's fine when you know it isn't. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
At least you know where you are with blood. At least other people can see it. — Emma Forrest Copy Share Image
Told I talked too much made too much noise I took up a silent hobby; Bleeding. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
People who have physical scars hide them with clothing or a mask, those with emotional scars hide them with a smile or… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My skin is like a map of where my heart has been And I can't hide the marks It's not a negative… — Natasha Bedingfield Copy Share Image