Her life

she looked at her arms
shocked
she couldn't believe she cant
stop

what is she doing to her self
self harm
the only thing that takes away her pain is the marks on her
arms

she cant help it
its like a drug for her pain
and if she doesn't do it
she goes insane

all she wants to do
is see how it feels to die
just to see
if its better then life

shes confused
shes afraid
she hides
her aching pain

she doesn't cry on the outside
inside shes full of misery
shes the worst person shes ever met
shes not who everyone wants her too be

shes already dead on the inside
and everyone can tell
three the reason
her life was hell

she was heart broken
she died from a crushed soul
theres only one person
who can make her life whole

she cries when no ones there
she stares at the ground
she cuts her arms
when no ones around

people may see
her beauty beneath
from the marks on her arms
and the stories they keep

shes a liar
she cant stand being someone who she hates
she cant stand living
her life so unfair and fake