Innocent Girl Lost

It was the first night she cut,
The blood dripping from her arm in shameful drops,
That night she slept in guilt,
But her guilty sleep did not last for long,
Her nightmare too chilling to sleep through,
It all started so innocently,
Being of her sleeping as a child,
But turned into something she will never forget:
She was a young innocent girl,
Sleeping soundly far away in a lost world,
She awoke from this calming sleep,
Unalarmed by the feared darkness,
Looking around the room was what sealed her doom,
Blood-- -- -- it was dripping,
Dripping from all sides of the ceiling,
She watched it slide down all four walls,
Staring as the streams collided together to form rivers,
Wondering if she was still sleeping,
When it all hit the floor she started to cry,
Cry tears that were unfamiliar to her,
Being let go because of this gruesome sight,
The blood rose, and rose, and rose,
Until the dark crimson substance reached the mattress,
Calling for her mom was all she knew,
And all that she did to save herself,
No one came to her rescue,
Not one person ran to the needed help of a sweet girl,
The blood drew closer and closer to her unharmed body,
And the girl slowly lost her sanity,
First she sobbed and hoped for her hero,
Naive enough to think of superman,
Then her silent sobs turned desperate,
Right at the time that the blood reached the sheets,
There was no escape,
No way to flee from the progressing guilt,
She had done nothing to deserve this,
Not as a child, but as a child her future was unknown,
Minute after minute the level became higher,
And after many horrifying minutes the girl floated,
Floated lifeless atop the murderous blood,
Blood that had contaminated her inexperienced soul,
The girl,
Having been innocent until she had experienced her future...

An innocent girl lost,
Lost to all who had loved her so dearly.

*I dont know if this poem is confusing because it was one big metaphor, but Ill explain. It basically says how cutting, even just one cut, leaves a feeling of guilt. How a person that was innocent in their past (past being the second before the cut and before that) can lose that sense of innocence and how one can die to the addiction, whether the death be suicide or just to their soul. It says how cutting kind of contaminates a person and changes them. It affects their future and drowns them in the emotions that come with doing it. Also, it kind of explains how the blood after cutting isnt a sight that the cutters necessarily like to see and that once they do it cutting overwhelms their life, and even if they call for help, no one can save them except for themselves. It proves that everyone, no matter how innocent as a child, can grow up and make a mistake. The end just says how people that loved the person are at a real loss.*