You’re the reason she was almost dead
You promised the world, but only out to destroy
She didn’t deserve this lashing.
She’s on the bathroom floor crying harder than ever before
We’re only 16, how can you scream for more?
You have the best excuses for all her scars.
You especially love the ones you forced on her arms
The ones that were supposed to validate my love for you
Now she’s bleeding heavier than before.
The pain vanished and it was euphoric
The sirens are coming
her mother is screaming
She’s awake
Dead inside, but still alive.
Woke up with bandages around her wrists.
The doctors aren’t talking they’re just writing a script.