Submissions by MaggieInsanity

You can call me broken,
you can call me weak
you can laugh all you want
but my way of coping is unique

Every night I sit in the tub
Filled with water tight and snug
And I bleed.
Cutting is a drug

My cuts will heal
My heart will too
But I would quit being so mean
If I were you.

No one remembers that words hurt
They cut deeper than knifes,
And those who make fun are the reason we are losing lifes

I woke up that beautiful morning
with a big smile and a stretch
no one could have for seen the horrible act that happened next.
I walked down the stairs
sleepy eyes scanning the living room
Then all of a sudden hands covered my face.
Hands that belonged to whom?
On reflex I began screaming
Trying to kick my way out
"Who are you!" I screamed "Why are you doing this to me?"
"Poor girl, You will never find out."
His voice sent chills down my spine
as he began to pull me away
And that was the end of my life,
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