just a little something

scar

Scar

I cant seem to have a good day,

Right when I walk through the door,

Your on my case,

About my dress,

My face,

Or even my race,

I ignore your hates,

And go on my way,

Ill see you later,

But thats further on in my day,

I go to class,

I sit in the back,

I hide my face,

Avoiding their gaze,

Day goes by fast,

I still cant relax,

Their words still in my mind,

I cant help but think,

maybe their right,

No... its a lie,

I go home and sit in my room,

Hours pass by,

And the next thing I knew,

A heavy flow of blood runs down my wrist,

To my hand,

and hits the floor,

drip,

drip,

drip,

drip,

A good amount is gone already,

I dont have to see what happened,

I know what happened,

My wrist is slit,

I should get up,

Clean up,

Hide it and leave,

But I feel as though,

Theres no point,

Why bother anymore,

So I just sit there,

I got a few more minutes to spare,

I start to hear,

My brother say,

'dont leave me sissy',

But it fades away,

I hear my name,

But can barely open my eyes,

Two hands pick me up,

Clean me up,

And help me get into bed,

I hear my name,

And open my eyes,

Its my bestfriend,

My savior,

that amazing guy,

He says to me,

'dont do that again. You scared me',

I needed to breath,

So I breathed,

'thank you',

And fell asleep,

I awoke again,

Him next to me,

Curled up together,

I looked down to see,

A giant scar,

That appered on my wrist.