Hurting.

She's screaming
constantly crying
emotionally dying
the look in her eyes
tells you she's tortured
something's wrong
somebody's hurt her
she's full of anger
as her tears fall to the floor
she's longing for someone to heal her torn spirit
or mend her broken heart.
her hands are cuffed behind her back
she's a prisoner in her mind, and she's ready to give up just like that.
for once she got tired of pretending
as she slid of the mask of perfection and beauty
and she wont lie when they as her why she's shaking
she's tell them how he hurt her in ways beyond imagination.
she's been robbed of her innocence
she was so young
she'll always be that troubled, frightened little girl
trapped inside the body of a seemingly okay woman
noboedy will ever know just how bad she's hurting.
she's tired of dying inside just to feel alive.
because everytime she opens her arms
another part of her dies.
she's barely making it, she's hardly alive
she's pretending she okay, but she's far from fine
and she can't contain herself
as she picks up the knife
it decorates her skin
disguised by her lies
the blood is the pain leaving her body
then he no longer lives inside her
the tears create a puddle to drown her feet
her arms throb and she becomes weak
a temporary relief from constant pain
but in the morning, she remains the same.
nobody really knows just how damaged that girl is
tear her apart from limb to limb
and it cant compare to the pain she feels within.