This Evil Thing

by Chelsea   May 18, 2008


It's eating away at her body
Crawling over her skin
It's hiding deep inside her
This evil thing....
One Cut
Two Cut
Three Cut
Four
Dark red trickles down her arm
Her little secret she calls self harm
Five Cut
Six Cut
Seven Cut
Eight
Fiery red
Anger
Builds up deep inside
She got to let these feelings out
But to who can she confide
Nine Cut
Ten Cut
Eleven cut
Twelve
A silver razor
Is the one that she trust
The one that she turns to
When life becomes too much
Thirteen Cut
Fourteen Cut
Fifteen Cut
STOP.....
Why keep doing this
When she can just stop
It's changed her as a person
For good and for bad
She wants her old body
That she used to have
She wants back her mind
She wants to be her
She wants to be happy
She wants to be free
It's eating away at her body
Crawling over her skin
It's hiding deep inside her
This evil thing

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