Scars and Cuts


She can't handle the stress
So she becomes a bloody mess
One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four
Cutting her legs cause
She can't take it anymore
Use a pair a jeans to cover up
All the scars and cuts
From everything that
Has messed her up
The emotional mess
In her life she's become a guest
On the outside looking in
She's trying her best
But cutting is the only way
She can put the pain to rest
To have an escape
From her fears
The only cost
Is blood replacing tears
I know the pain seems unending
And the past seems unforgiving
But there's other ways of mending
The pieces inside
More ways to spread you wings and fly
Than blood hitting the floor
As you wait for what life has in store...

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