Pen, take me away

She sits each night,
pen in hand,
trying to put in words her pain,
hoping SOMEONE will understand
with each word she presses harder,
holding back each crocadile tear,
holding back her heavy sobs,
for somebody might hear..
shes got the baby right above her
dad just right across the hall
she wonders how long till they know
shes so close to letting go of it all
she knows shes got some friends at school
some people who hold her dear
but he seems to be the only one that truly mattered
and then he goes, letting come true , her biggest fear
she promises herself she wont do herself any harm
that she wont run metal across her wrist
releasing blood from her arm
but what if thats the only way
to make it all feel right
what if thats the only way
she can soundly sleep at night
to know that she pays for the pain she caused
for the hurt that started with her
that in the end it was her that paid
for the things she'd done so wrong
so there she'll sit night after night
holding tightly to her pen
she'll hold back the tear and sobs
and whisper...
...here we go again.