She cries and cries now and again
She relieves the pain now and then
She cuts her wrists and her thighs
She makes up stories and tells her lies
She hides her scars under sleeves
And breaks down when everyone leaves
She can't stand all the pain
She can't control what's in her brain
She tells a friend everything
And always cries instead of sleeping
The friend shares her secret with someone else
And soon enough she finds help
For far too long they've been hidden
Now she's finally giving in
She's found help and is loved
She can now heal from all the above
She's found peace in a war with herself
She's escaped her own, mental hell
Everyone has secrets, I do too
But the road to healing starts with you.
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to my Reality
Poetry• Everything here is mine • Do not copy and claim as your own - give credit • I apologize in advance and warn you of any cussing • Basically just poems - mostly rhyming • You may find some poetry disturbing - sorry... :/ • Regardless, hope you ta...
