Body Massacre
I am just a pretty girl with ugly scars on her legs and wrists
You may think I am all happy but there’s a twist
That big bright smile on my face it’s just painted on
I wipe it off when it starts to hit dawn
Now I am crying in this dark room feeling the cold warmth of the blood dripping
Feeling my skin slowly ripping
This pain helps me feel alive again
Only if I had the guts to take this blade to my vein
But those questions keep running through my head
What would happen if I was dead?
Would anybody miss me?
Will I finally break free?
It’s those kind of question I keep on pondering about
But is this really the way out?
Maybe one day I will find the answers I’m looking for
But for now I will be just battling this constant war
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Wow Miss Willis, this is very well written........the subject matter is quite controversial........you delivered this well, with an honesty of knowing.......if this true, then I would be moved to say I'm sorry for your struggle...I have known cutters.....and somehow they find a way through......perhaps poetry will help you........if this not true of you........then I would say this.....a stunning write my friend..........bless you......tony xx
sad that so many go through this-myself included .What you have to remember is the battles never fully won but each step forward is a step towards self-love,when that becomes your focus the hurt fades. scars are just a reminder of how strong you were in rising so "keep rising".....times the healer-loves the dealer :) Tina x