Trapped In Sin

by Lydia   Oct 31, 2006


She's trapped.
The girl, she's trapped.
She wants to get out, but there is no hope. She feels she is ready to die. There is nothing to look forward to.
So she takes her tool and runs it through her legs, she is still ashamed to this day. \"Lord, why does it hurt to much?" The urges to cut are making her fall apart. Her heart is aching with every cut. How long will she be struggling with this? How long will the pain remain?
How long will her body bleed? How long will she fail to succeed?

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  • 17 years ago

    by Karl Wild GG23

    "How long will her body bleed? How long will she fail to succeed?" I love they way you put that, no matter how hard you try to make it right it never seems to go as planned amazing poem great finish 5/5 checkout my poem called baby, i love you its similar you'll enjoy it