Afraid

Oh how she sighed,
the thought came to her that everyone had lied.
her young mind was drowning in too much to comprehend.
she wondered if the gaping hole in her heart could ever mend.
To her dad all her life was, was a game
Without any friends, she lived in pain.
Their secrets silently slicing at her soul
The uncontrollable fear was starting to grow
She couldn’t help but run to despair,
The cold wind of regret blowing in her hair
She took a knife and sliced away at her vain,
A grimaced expression came upon the first pain.
In a psychopathic kind of way, she smiled at her knife
It then dawned on her that it controlled her life
Another cutter, living in strife.