Looking into the mirror
hoping that's not me
scared all over her arms
eyes filled with miserytears falling from my eyes
crying out from all of her pains
and when i close my eyes
the horrible image remainsall her life she's been taunted
and made a fool by others
being beaten by her father
yelled at from her mothershe cuts herself daily
kinda her routine
finding joy from her blood
escaping from all those who are meanbut stopped as i saw my reflection
seeing all the blood flow
screaming from the inside
dying was my soulshe tried to stop the blood
but it was just too much to stop
getting weaker and weaker
from wash and every dropwhen her parents found her body
they didn't care a bit
they dug a hole in the backyard
and threw her body inside itthey told people i ran away
and said they were very sad
but deep inside
they were really gladno one knew the true
no one knew my life
no one knew my pain
no one knew about the knifeby stacy jayne
A/N
Just some more depressing poetry cause I've been really depressed lately 🤘😎
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