Hi my name is Rachel Smith
My life is a mess
My dads a wreck
My mom beats me
My friends hate me
My sister wants me dead
I wish I could kill myself, I want to kill myself and cut so bad till I bleed that crimson blood
If I kill myself hopefully it'll be enough to destroy the monster within, this is my life now
You think your life is bad here's a list of things that's happened to me and o haven't told a soul:
Rape
Abuse
Molestation
Prostitution
Self harm
The list goes on and on my sanity is getting worse, for some reason when I cut now the bleed is black
Maybe the inside of me is really that dark inside, I can't take it anymore running away
Facing life, I won't make it to 16 I just won't because.....
I'm dead
YOU ARE READING
Breathe
PoetryHelp, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up and breathe me Ouch, I have lost my...
