Fallen rose petal

It's her story

Her favorite colors were black red and white.she loved horror movies.Her heart was full with promises he had made her.Little did she know he would tear her apart little by little pretty soon it wasnt just him that tore her apart.She was bullied and heart broken.Her heart was an open book with beautiful pages and detail.

She wanted people to read her story;in hopes it would inspire them to write there own.

Instead,every person who came across the pages in her heart ripped out there favorite story and took it with them.

They folded back pages and bent up the corners.

They sighned there name with sloppy writing and a simple 'goodbye'.

This book is tucked away in the darkest parts of her,because no one wants read a story with a tragic ending.

Shes a fallen rose pedal she never turns black but she gets scars constantly.

That fallen rose pedal will scream so loud but no one will hear her

Shes been through the rising of a storm and the ending of a chaotic tsunami.

The heavy rain had fallen but not once did she drown she kept her head up.

She survived the gun risings.The screams.The sirens of the police cars.

She held her self together for so long because her mother taught her big girls dont cry.Shes cut her self ,she has the shamefull scars she doesnt want no one to see ,She has thought of suicide but she has kept on going.

One day depression hit her.

She didnt eat she starved her self until she felt like her insides were eating her alive.She went to school one day ,that whole day she was crying she couldnt hold it in.She went to the counsellors office and pretty soon her eyes were like the clouds.Every thing her strong little heart was holding in finally got let out.

1 week ago she was damaged;now she has a bandage on her heart.One problem she cant find the quarter size thats missing to stitch it back up.............