Scarred in so many ways

by gabrielle.Xx   Aug 6, 2006


Behind these scars theres a different girl, shes building herself up a high cement wall, impossible to pass, impossible to chip, to the tourments and sniggers wont get past it, her scars made her stronger, but the memories built up high, until the laughter starts to sieve its way into her mind, they eat at her brain and the bricks begin to crack, the laughter never stopping until one day she snaps. she begins to rip out her hair and scrathes at her arms, at everychance she possibly gets she does herself more harm, then onday she realises these tourments will not stop, so she finds herself a rope and ties it in a knot, she slips the rope over her head and pulls it in tight, and on the floor she has left a note that nobody will read, because nobody payed her attention, and nobody will see her leave..

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