Cut

Cold blade against her skin.
Inside theres pain within.
Large smile, sparkling eyes.
Yet no one can tell the truth from lies.
Inside theres sadness and guilt.
Emotions woven together like a quilt.
Anger with...emotions laced.
No one knew the things she faced.
That one special night she was left alone.
No one to call no one to phone.
That night she grabbed a sharp old blade.
Hoping that these feelings fade.
She cut deep into her wrist.
The feeling was like a punch of the fist.
Pain was all she felt.
This is what the world had dealt.
She took it all in total stride.
Hoping that the feelings would subside.
Never again did those feelings return.
That night they all burned.