Fifteen

Is the first slap in the face and the last "I love you"

Is the reason for 3 years of therapy and 5 different psychiatrists

Is the bruised eyes and the cut up arms

Is what all my nightmares are about

Is why I spent the past 5 years planning ways to **** myself

Is the reason it takes two pills and a shot of ***** to leave my house

Is the "no one else is to blame but you"

Fifteen is the age I lost my innocence.