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A Poem © content last year, same as always... always been a good girl but i once ran in the hallways. how was i to know that nothing coulda stopped it now i gotta scar there clear, white, scaly sh!t. no one ever told me abuse is bad but not me. i always thought i could change i tried but never got free. now i sit alone, love. my arm is bleeding on the floor. why didnt they tell me? what were they waiting for? i close my eyes and sleep now, knowing that the bleeding's done. the anger has been rid of. and now i am the only one. the drugs are not inside me they are out on my satin sheets. i knew that i would never win. self abuse has got me beat. Top of page Webmaster: wulff@ratatosk.net |