Broken...

She sat broken on the floor,
silently screaming out her pain.
it's hard to be positive
with a cut on every vein.

Her tear stained face
The black inside
no longer could she cope
no longer would she try.

Behind the false smiles no one knew,
That inside she was dead.
Her only escape from the world was
To push the knife against her 'til she bled.

She wanted so badly to end it all,
But could not face any more pain.
Silently, she cursed everyone she knew
With tears falling like acid rain.

Why did no one understand?
Why could no one see?
That beneath the lies and hatred,
A broken child longed to be free.

That night she could not take it.
She took her life, now was she free?
If only somone had cared
It could have been you or me.

I know this poem will be forgotton
But please just take the time to say,
"I'm here if you ever need anyone."
Or you might regret it one day.

Amy Kerr (copyright)
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