One cut too many

She runs to her house tears streaming down her face,
while kids screaming at her saying this is not her place,
she runs to the kitchen and grabs the first knife she could find,
wondering if any one would ever be kind.
she climbs the stairs and goes to her room,
all this pain and all this anger will be over soon,
she runs the cold blade up her arm where other scars lay,
she does it quickly, without any delay,
she starts to feel dizzy and sits upon her bed,
all this pain and hurt, this is where it all led.
she fell to the ground and everything went black,
she heard her mum come in and hug her so tightly, she wanted the energy to say sorry which she did lack,
she always got criticism and they're teasing was plenty,
that night she did one cut, one cut too many.

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