Ribbons
Neat little lines
Decorate my skin
Looking like ribbons
Straight and thin
they're anything but
The scars of my past
They won't fade away
forever they will last,
The lines on my wrist
Force me to hide
What was going on
Deep inside
The clean slices
Had become my routine
I pulled down my sweaters
So my wrists remained unseen
Each new cut
Let out a little pain
It was my addiction
It barely kept me sane
The ribbons climbed up my arms
A never ending vine
Although I never dared
Complain or whine
Because I knew
Deep in my heart
I was separated from others
My scars kept us apart
Then one night
It went too far
I threw myself out the window
Of a fast moving car
Everything was dark
I thought I was dead
But I could hear voices
Although little was said
They spoke of my ribbons
The arms scarred with lines
Said everyone had missed
The obvious signs
And then I went numb
My mind started swirling
I couldn't think straight
My mind was whirling
Then everything stopped
The pain was gone
Everything was black
As I heard the angels sweet song.
