Broken skin and bruises.
A tattered soul almost put to rest.
Words Unsaid to be choked on.
I hid it my very best.
A slamming head against the floor.
The way I screamed in pain.
After the day she beat me.
I never was the same.
The color of my life.
Soon disappeared.
The black overtook me.
Consumed the rest of my years.
I was left with blood on my face.
Shaking hands and knees.
Crying out in agony.
Screaming God help me please.
Led to the cutting.
Every vain I saw.
Blood started dripping.
I started to fall.
Wiggled my fingers.
Tried to catch my breath.
Opened my eyes.
All I saw was death.
Reached for the opening.
I want to be free.
No longer stuck in this world.
No more do I have to be me.
The pain will soon be over.
The feeling of remorse will leave.
The scars on my wrists will disappear.
Though the memories will never let me be.
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