In her room...

by claire   Sep 13, 2008


In her room.
She cuts.
In her room
She blares her music.
In her room
She muffles her screams.
In her room
She cuts deeper.
In her room
She blares her music louder.
In her room
She muffles too many screams.
In her room
She oozes blood from her mutilated wrists.
In her room
She longingly dies with a painless heartache.©

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  • 15 years ago

    by Saving Grace

    Yeah i think this is definatly a poem alot of people can relate to. Its a great poem. flowed really well. anway i give it a 5/5. keep it up

  • 15 years ago

    by Lost and Delirious

    I love this one, I'm odd like that, but I can relate, so tired of no one seeing I have problems.
    but this was a very good write, 5/5.

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