Im that girl that cries in the darkness of the night.
Im that girl that rocks herself to sleep.
Who curls up in the shower as her tears run her cheek.
Like the water flowing down the drain.
Her tears drown the pain.
Im that girl who overthinks and dreams of what life could be.
As she falls asleep,she hears the screams inside her head; they want to be let free.
As she claws herself,
unaware of the scars she leaves.
The blade just a little to deep.
It wont stop bleeding.
It left a scar,hidden on her thumb.
Just like life did on her heart.
-by A
She held it in.
So long.
To long.
It was killing her from the inside out.
She thought you would come.
That you would be there for her.
But she was wrong.
She always is.
She is gone now.
She has chamged.
She was slipping from your grip,but you never knew.
Worried about others, when she was the one who mattered most.
She is alone.
Shes unhappy.
She sits there crying.
And all you do is stare.
Why?
She needed you.
But you didnt come.
She is gone.
She has fallen.
Deeper than you can reach.
She will never come back.
She will NEVER be the same...
-A
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PoetryThis book is a collection of writings that my friend and I have written. We would be thankful if you read our work and give us your feedback.
