She pulls her sleeves down over her arms
as she's suddenly alarmed
she tried so hard to hold the tears
but everyone can see her fears
she thinks maybe one day everything might get better
but thats just something she as to say
below her sleeves
is something that only her sees
the cuts are so deep
but only the wounds inside her hurt
for the cutting she does not feel
she cuts only because she does not know how to deal
If only things could get better
than maybe she wouldn't have to cut
because each day it gets worse
it starts from her wrists then moves on to her chests, stomach, and knees
shes crying out for help
but only she can help herself
by seeing to believe
but it's to late she's cut too deep
and all because of her indicted pain release
That was a great poem! I loved it alot. I wouldn't change anything sorry that I don't have anything really constructive to say about it.
Much Love,
Jordan-Paige
