rage coursing through your veins your voice laced with anger belligerent and frantic you were confusion rattled in my brain as I couldn't figure out your reaction
then you showed me and panic stabbed me in the heart your arms were bare except for the two thin red lines
those cuts took me back to a place I fled from flashbacks filled my mind bubbling up until I was on the verge of tears
my brain replayed the memories of warm blood dripping down my arms painfully unsticking my clothes from my skin hiding my cold blades
terrror and anger despair and anxiety depression and hopelessness
I can't go back there I just can't but please let me help you help you out of the cage the cage called self harm
my roommate started to self harm again, I'm worried about them, but I'm getting flashbacks from what they did, i care about them and dont want to see them hurt