Scars
Written on her body
Reminding her
Everyday
Of her pain
She feels Pleased
As she writes
A hidden story
On her fragile body
Cuts
Torn deeply
Blood
Flowing down
Her wrist
Relief
Is what she feels
From all the ache
That has been caused
Runaway
She cant
Hide?
Will soon be discovered
No way out
suffocating
Need some air
Take her out
Of this misery
Destruction of her life
Hidden lies
Lost pride
As she puts that knife
On her wrist
Scars
Written on her body
Words
Left unsaid
Bruises left inside
Scarred for life
She is
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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