A story that started with a body

I have the body, time to examine.
The scars and marks
The story written
With a blade
Into this pale skin

Open up the chest
The heart is filled with stitches
Covered in blood
Carved into the flesh
"I just wanted love"

The hand mark sized bruises
wrapped around the wrists
the busted lip
The blackened eyes
Their dead stare
Oh the tears they cried

The stomach caved in
Ribs showing through the skin
The hip bones protruding
"you can never be too thin"
you can't let cravings win

This body broken, beaten, scarred
This girl just wanted love
Wanted someone
To save her from herself
But the places she turned
Did anything but help.
They took the life from her lips
The innocence from her eyes

And all you could do was sit..
There on your high horse
Ignoring her screams and desperation
Begging for someone to see
That a life alone and void.
Isn't a life worth living.