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.