She had one drink,
He got drunk.
She smoked a cigarette,
He had the whole pack.
She tried starving herself for a day,
He starved himself for a week.
She put scratches on her skin,
He cut past the vain.
She never thought anybody cared,
Until it was too late,
Because the only person that cared,
Died from the pain of seeing her hurt,
Knowing even he couldn't save her,
It was - to late.
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A Twisted Way (Depressive Poetry)
PoetryJust another teenage girl writing her thoughts and feelings online to be read by strangers. All of these are by me. Hope you like them.
