Cold and broken

by aly   Apr 1, 2014


I'm broken,
i don't feel anything,
i want to die.

I'm cold,
help me please,
my cutting is getting too deep.

I'm broken,
I'm not even eating anymore,
i need help, I'm reaching out.

I'm cold, my demons are taking over,
i need help,
nobody knows my secret addiction.

I'm and broken,
my demons won out,
I'm now dead and buried,
only at the age of 15.

By Aly Tammy Reynolds

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