Write My Name

by BeautifulCutter   Jan 15, 2006


As I wait for you to kill the pain, I take my blood and write my name.
I loved you too much to care about the bruises and scars but as I look now, there's not much left to my arm.
As the name calling and blows to my face became daily, I learned that there was no hope of saving me.
So here I am, razor in hand and with the thought of ever being controlled by a man...
Finally you've killed my pain, take my blood and write my name.

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  • 18 years ago

    by **Stacy**

    Aww this is so sad. cutting is not always the answer, trust me i should kno. jus kno i'm here if u need me. take care hun

    Stacy