She lost herself in the Music And she got lost in the Words These were her few Escapes That no one had Heard
She tried to mumble Softly that she was in Need of some help Because when you're so broken It's hard to find yourself
She lost herself to the Cutting And don't forget the Purging too She fell on the way from Hitting herself And now she's stuck there too
No one can hear Our sad, small cries Maybe if we just started Screaming they would come Rushing to us in surprise
I don't want to loose Myself in this old world I want to push away my demons and Leave them all for good
I just need a helping hand Because I feel so blind I've lost myself to this old world I have lost my soul and mind
So guide me back to the place Where I first lost you Maybe that way I can find Where I lost myself too
I claim this poem. Yes, it is mine. When I say that it's mine, I mean I'm admitting it's from my perspective. This poem hits home. I hope it will help someone else, too.