Twisted Within

I know a girl,
she's kind of damaged and confused.
Everyone that she held dear has used her.
Now as she feels the pressure of depression setting in, her lungs cave in, and her world is shaken.

Everyone that supported her, is gone.
She has no where left to turn..

She fills her surroundings with empty promises, false hope, and dreams of the impossible, as the clock ticks, her longing for blood grows to insatiable heights.

At the cost of breaking,
the need to escape is a feeling that will never be accepted.

For the first time, she fights her monsters alone..
She takes her weapon, it's razor thin,
and she slices into the monsters that are hidden beneath her skin..

Look under her sleeve,
you will see that she is a broken girl,
but you don't know her like I do..

She looks so happy on the outside,
so delicate,
and collected on the outside,
but when she lets you in,
you can't believe how much is eating away at her.

She cares so easily,
for those who only set in disgrace.

I've watched from the shadows,
as everyone she's ever trusted.. let her down.

One by one,
everyone left her..

I've seen her cry herself to sleep every night.

So many times I have wanted to tell her that everything will be okay,
but I can't..

I can never comfort her,
..or love her.

I can't take care of her like she takes care of me..

No matter what happens..
I will never leaver her side..


Because I'm her cat.

(This was written by myself and a friend.)