Under her blanket was her safe little town
At least there, no one would bring her downShe turns off the light and tries to sleep
But she cannot, she was trying not to weepShe goes to her bathroom and grabs a scissor
Should she do it? It would end her terrorSlowly by slowly she draws a line
She said to her self, it's okay, it's fineThe pain is just small as a mosquito bite
Compared to the words that kept her at nightShe puts down the scissor and ran back to her bed
Couldn't keep the voices outside of her headEverybody gets the dream that they want
While she gets these nightmares that went on for a monthTomorrow she wakes up and looks at the sores
"I'll cover them with sleeves!" She said and closed the doorsDedicated to legendaryprincess1 :D She is so nice! You should check out her works!
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Treasures (Poetry Book Number Two)
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