Words

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Word upon word they created a rope,

And each letter stitched together tied a noose around her throat,

She knew deep down they meant the words,

And little did they know she gladly accepted the blows and hurts,

When she got home she'd obey their orders,

Because they willingly crossed over a deadly enemy's borders,

She blamed them for the terrible pain,

And she knew they wanted her gone as she walked the rain,

But they didn't see the scars painted on her wrists,

The places the blade had so blissfully kissed,

She was just a burden, a nuisance, a mistake,

When morning came they'd all be too late,

She ran inside and shut the door,

Believing the world would never care for her, not anymore,

She found the rope and as her feet lifted on the ground,

She was glad for the silence after too much sound,

Her mother found her in the morning, words caught in midway,

Her daughter's pale, dead face was before her, clear as day,

Dropped out of the child's hand was a note,

And on it she most gruesomely wrote,

Are you happy now?

This is what it leads to, calling me a cow,

Goodbye, but I know you won't miss me,

Because you chained me up and swallowed the key.

You ripped up my wings, stole all my feathers,

Now I can be where you said I belonged, in hell, the devil and me together.

Hi guys,

Again I cannot stress enough how much it pains me to know that people have gone through what I have. Know the pain I knew and worse. Began to believe the lies told to them by the devil, sometimes personally, sometimes through others. Please, just try and use truths to erase the lies.

I LOVE ALL OF YOU LIKE MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS, DONT YOU DARE SAY NO ONE LOVES YOU WHEN I DO AND THE LORD GOD DOES.

You don't need the world to love you, if one person does, then life is good. :)

Ps- DONT WANT THIS TO BE TRIGGERING.

-TGWW

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