laying down her shttered pieces
stitching her torn creases
standing alone in this life
her only friend was the knife
he grew stronger while she grows weak
lost in this world of defeat
he broken though her saftey barriers and made her put up walls
shes still the one who falls
he broke her world with his touch
she broke hers with a razor
now nobody can save her
alone she tried to walk away from her past
she only put on a mask
she couldnt take it anymore
she wanted to walk out the door
alone she caved
she cant be saved
YOU ARE READING
On The Inside
PoetryPoetry I wrote, about my life and hopefully it will relate to others who have been abused or hurt or who have at one point, been broken girls....Its about what we hide, on the inside.
