Sitting on the ground Sobbing without a sound Wicked black blade to slender pale tan wrist Long brown hair Tears running down her still child like cheeks Black shirt Black skirt Hand trembling as she tries to take her own life
No one cares!
Not about you!
No one loves you!
Cut it already!
The sobs become louder, more frantic As she tries to take her own life
the voices cheer her on Taunt her, tease her, cut her
The laughter of the other children Echoes in her small ears
The fights of her mom and New boyfriend flash in her mind
The sting of the willow branch across her bare back
Girls running circles around her making fun of the way she talked
Boys laughing, throwing rocks, breaking her things And laughing as she cried
So here she is on the ground in the corner of the schoolyard Ready to slice her veins, to watch her life drain
Finally a still small voice, just a tiny whisper Made it through the rest and somehow through all the noise The little girl heard it say... Someone out there loves you... the little girl dropped the black knife And jumped to her feet Ashamed that she had almost excepted defeat