Call for help

by Debbs   Jul 28, 2004


So much pain lays beneath
every time i see tears running down your cheeks
ill also see blood running down your arm
to see your emotions get to you
it must show how much you care
the few that can make you cry
wont be there to help you dry them up
so to deal with that
to stop all your crying
you take a knife or maybe some glass
whatever will do the job
you cut into your arm
watching as you bleed
now you realise what you have done you call for help
will some one come?
looking at your arm
seeing the scars
it scares you so much
what will happen the day you go to far
will some one come than
when you call for help

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