Silence kills

by alim   Oct 11, 2007


When your ashamed you conceal
all the bad things that you feel
you try to get what's wrong out
that's what self-harms all about

going through people putting you down
wearing that fake smile, instead of the real frown
the rain pours hard everyday
you just wish it would all go away

get home; open the door
run through the house and crash on the floor
grab the razor and start the harm
another scar down her arm

gets control and puts the razor away
doing this another day
smiling when her mom walks in
keep doing this, she'll never win

keeps fighting everyday
new scars show, and old fade away
this struggle has been violent
be still she precedes to be silent.

-Ali(c)2007

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  • 17 years ago

    by Sapphire

    This was an awseome poem. Very well written.