Past life..

by Danielle   Jun 14, 2005


Eerie silence
What is it I hear?
Drip drip drip
Goes the little girl's tears

Hey there
Are you okay?
She smiles briefly
And she begins to tell her story

She can't make it on her own
Because she's too young
She can't run away
There's nowhere to go

So she locks herself in
Cutting her wrists to make it go away
Writing poems to clear her mind
As images flash past her

Emotional breakdowns occur
When friends say goodbye
Nightmares keep her awake
Past memories builds up fear

The only person that understood left
She wanted out so bad
She couldn't stand it
At only the age of thirteen

The little girl was crying out for help
Before worse came to worse
She confided in me
Telling me to tell her parents

This little girl is getting help
The one inside of me
Trying to forget the hurtful past
Trying to move on

Goodbye little girl
That got me out before
I got worse
I'm getting better now

So now when you ask
"Hey there, are you okay?"
I can finally say "Yeah I'm
just crying tears of happiness"

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