My story

This is a story
Of a little girl
after trying to kill herself
for months has failed

The cuts and burns
Slowly start to fade
A little girl who only wears long sleeves
Afraid to let people see the stories she has made

She still trys to forget
All the cuts she has done
Trying to throw away that razor
While wishing all these scars were gone

This is a story
Of a little girl
Who has failed so much
She is afraid of other people's touch

A failure so haunting
Undone and twiching
A failure to hard to let go of
A failure she has finally started to love

With fist against walls
This is the life she has been living
Bruises she can not remember
Getting or giving

This is the story
Of pain eating her alive
Learning how to cut the skin
Being able to dig that razor so deep in

Pain was what she came to know
It was her friend, her love, the one
To feel this pain
It was her gun

Trying to stop
Made her skin ache
Pain was the only attention
Nothing else to do, it is to late

This is the story
Of all those times we cried
Of all the times we yelled
Trying to stop, no matter how hard we tried

This is a story
Of when you lost control the day
Of screaming, hating, crying
You could never be looked at the same way

The yelling and fighting
Hoping to finally let it out
Even if it hurts
Even if i shout

This is the story
Of all those fights
We struggled with
Every day and night

This is a story
That should not be heard
Of pain, of tears, of cuts and burns
With no where else for a little girl to turn

This is a story
That people should not live
They should feel happiness, joy and cheer
This is the gift that i will give

This is a story
That goes to another little boy or girl
To know that your special
Your important to this world

This is a story
I want to share with the world
To let people know that
Pain is not a glory
That this is my life story