The Girl Who Wrote Stories On Her Arms
The Girl Who Wrote Stories On Her Arms
By Jean Roy
She became the girl
who wrote stories on her arms
misunderstood by the world
of bladed regrets and self induced harm.
She had faded into the background
knowing no one really cared
Isolated with the belief that there wasn’t enough love to go around
Silent to the pain, a feeling she never shared.
She had run out of tears
and became numb like dull blades
Her hopes were far to broken to be repaired
Her life was reaching her self-set expiration date.
She had run out of ways
to end the strife
digging her own bladed wrist grave
and taking her own life.
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved
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