The Horror Poem by Ciarra Thomas

Bleeding till the heart dies.
Being cut by those hurtful lies
Floating with the fear within.
Feeling the death crawl in my skin.
Drenched with the pain but the horror still remains.
I guess it's better then being left in chains.
Drowned in my tears with no one left to hear.
Just want your life to just disappear.
Having no care in the world.
Well thats what it's like to be the misunderstood girl.