Gone Crazy, BRB

Poem

Is she yours to judge, to scrutinize? To look at, with disgust, evident in your eyes?
Her scars are yours to take the blame and to you, her feelings? They're just a game.
It's your fault her life is bleak, it's because of you she does not speak.
It's on your conscious she is scarred, her perfect skin, now forever marred.
She is strong but how much can a person take when all you do is make them break?
She smiles a lot, but her smile her smile is fake, her eyes hold so much pain, no rainbow in her life, but oh-so-much rain.
The heavy burden she carries, it weighs down on her back, it's your blows she parries, it's your friendship she lacks.
Stop trying to break her and instead fix her cracks. A shoulder to cry on is all that she needs, her tears are a way for her emotions to be freed. It's the harsh words you use that imprint on her mind, pain around every corner it's all she ever finds. All her tears, they splatter on the ground, all of her fears, they make her head spin around.
Stop being cruel, don't even try to defend, it's your words that will bring a life to it's END.

-Kat