A Broken Razor

October 2, 2013
Her face was worn, her body torn,
she wished that she was never born.
Pain in her cries, scars on her thighs,
eyes full of hurt and a mouth full of lies.

Her screams silent, her mind violent;
her blade was her only compliant.
Another slit, just one more hit,
another reason to commit.

It was rough, she had enough;
the world around her was much too tough.
She put a gun to her head, bled and bled,
congratulations, society, she’s dead.





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ISeeTheStars said...
Oct. 9, 2013 at 1:19 pm
this literally made me almost cry... you have a gift, and if you are ever in need of someone to talk to, i am always here. if you have a twitter, follow mine, Indi.Sparrow and i will help you with whatever!! <3
 
BleedingDarkness This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 9, 2013 at 7:45 pm
Thank you so much. I followed you on twitter (I'm aznlurve). I love poetry and it means everything to me.
 
411Ellie This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 3, 2013 at 11:28 pm
beautiful and moving
 
BleedingDarkness This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 9, 2013 at 7:43 pm
Thank you! It means a lot :)
 
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