She Was Only Ten..

I look at her arms,
and i wonder why,
why she cuts her self,
i ask her in a quiet voice,
all she tells me is,
oh it just lets the pain go away,
i think to my self oh ok,
when i got home i went up stairs,
i took a knife with me,
i went on my bed,
i slid the knife,
it went right in my skin,
i scream.
my parent run as fast as i can,
my vein..
the blood gushing..
i panic,
i lost it..
i died,
remember..
i was only 10..