It's Gone

Chopped into millions.

There's nothing left.

Cut.
Snip.
Material wearing thin.

My heart,
My life,
Now distant.

It's gone.

Clothes worn and teary,
Eyes red and bloodied.

Hair teased and out of control,
Just like my thoughts and feelings.

Cutting was the only answer,
It was the only way for it to stop.

It fixed the veins,
Made everything fit right.
Lines mark my point,
Where I live now.

Blood flowed,
I had too much anyway.
Mind screwed up,
I can't go back to that.

It's gone.
I'm gone.

The girl I used to be,
The girl I used to know.

Dead.
Crying.
Wanting another chance.

Gone.