Write love on her arm
Treat her well
Tell her she's worth living
Don't coop her in her cell
Don't let her cut
Don't let her down
She's special to me
I don't wanna lay her down in the ground
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She's depressed
She's sad
Blood falling, dripping down from her arm
While she cries
People judge her and hurts her in ways
She couldn't take the pain so she hurt herself to make her happy
To make her not feel pain
She wrote "please save me" on her arm before it was too late
She lays on the ground
Blood everywhere
She lays helpless
She sits there and cries until she's done bleeding
A bright light comes and a man appears
He says "come with me child, to a better place"
She took his hand
Walked side by side
To the golden gates of paradise
YOU ARE READING
Writings
PoetryThis is all the writing, story ideas, and stories I never published I've made throughout 2016
