i saw scars on my sister's arms
running up and down and around like rainbows
but only in one color and that color was red
little did i know she'd soon be dead
i just told her, please, it's going to be alright
it's gonna be fine
this too will pass
oh, don't cry no more
that bastard boyfriend of hers left her
her friends started to best her
and she kept lying and saying she was fine
but inside she was crying every time
we said why aren't you smiling and she wanted to die
but more than anything she wanted to cry
out
she didn't want love, she wanted to be loved
she wanted to feel loved
It was too much, or not enough, and one say she
well, you see
one day she went up to take a bath
none of us said good night
none of us said goodbye
she wrote a note that said 'sorry for the mess'
'i love you all and i did my best'
she rolled up the sleeves that always covered her arms
that day she opened up her scars
shaking, she felt the razor cold against her skin
felt her pulse underneath; within
one quick rip, a shock of pain
then, shaking, down the other arm, again
and i swear she didn't
scream out
she just let herself bleed out
after about an hour
with an awful, sour
taste in her mouth and tears in her eyes and a scream in her throat that she kept inside
as she bled out on the bathroom floor
i found her in a pool of blood
And i screamed and i screamed and i screamed till i couldn't hear myself but inside i knew
mom said to dad to call a paramedic
but i knelt by her body and i said it's
all gonna be alright
we came home late that night
or was it early that morning?
all i know is we came home quiet
and we came home alone
we got up early on saturday
that was the first time i saw dad pray
we didn't cry, we did that last night
and the night before
Like she did
but now
i know that
she doesn't cry no more
i saw scars on my baby's arms
running up and down and around like rainbows
but only in one color and that color was red
so i held her close, and i said
dear, it gets better
this, too, will pass
this too will
pass
