Girl, Interrupted Poem by Lady N

Girl, Interrupted



The blade goes through my skin, as I dig deeply into my vein,
Trying to erase the hurt, trying to forget the pain,
My hand goes weak, but I manage to pick up the phone,
Unsure if I wanted to live or die, I decided to stay strong,
My life was on the line, will I win or will I lose? ,
The ambulance arrive, they see the cut, they see the bruise,
They look at me differently, they think I'm crazy, think I'm insane,
They think that it was wrong of me, to use that blade to cut my vein,
Maybe I was crazy, maybe I was wrong to take my life,
Maybe it was wrong of me to cut my vein, to use that knife,
Maybe I was just broken, or maybe my mind was just corrupted,
Or maybe I was just a girl, just a girl who was interrupted,

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Lady N

Lady N

Chicago, Illinois
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