Purple Scars and Fresh Tears

by XxxXLoveless_WristsXxxX   Aug 1, 2006


She did all her homework
And got two gold stars

She got a distinction
In an English competition

She started getting teased
For been smart

She wagged class
And cried quietly in the bathrooms

She stuck her fingers down her throat
Hoping it would make her cool

She got a bruises and a black eye
From the girls that hated her

She changed schools
And made great friends

She let boys feel her up
Because somehow she never felt loved or appreciated

She started senior school this year
A new chapter of her life

She always felt alone
Even when people were around

She was teased
And pushed away by her friends

She started slashing herself
Whenever the tears didnt release all the pain

Her teacher confronted her
After her friends told him what she was doing to herself

She was sent to the school counselor
But refused to open up to him

She only spoke to one very close friend
Who didnâ??t judge her like everyone else did

She started carrying a blade
In the pocket of her skirt

She stole a pair of gold hoop earrings
From her favourite jewellery shop

She got trashed
On cheap champagne

She didnt pass English
And completely failed Maths

She took lots of pills
And hoped never to wake

She carved the name of the boy she loved
Onto her left ankle

She ran away from home
But returned late that night

She got told by her ex best friend
That she never really liked her that much

She now throws her food in the bin
As she fears becoming fat

She desperately wants to stop herself
And leave the self destructive path she is on

She knows that it is impossible
Because the scars are still purple

She knows it is pointless
As the tears are still fresh

She cant feel anything anymore
Except pain and sorrow

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  • 17 years ago

    by bladeXslides

    It makes me feel so sad. but yet. i know a little of how she feels. i like how she went from the "perfect" student to the one who hides.
    hey. thanks. if you ever want to talk. im here.
    =]

  • 17 years ago

    by Misstress

    Oh how I love this one..
    The title is perfect for the thoughts in the poem..

    God Bless!

  • 17 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Every word seems like screaming, so much heartfelt and so painful. Very unique way of potraying a journey.

    all the best and take care of urself

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