borrowed from a friend
she drops to the floor
like the tears she so frequently cries
she screams at the silence
as pieces of her heart die
will she survive?
she's dropping like stars
look at her arms
and see all her scars
she was unprotected
and you were unaware
every time you looked her way
she hid her face behind her hair
she is looking for a way out
and the razors always seem to carve the way
leaving a trail of blood
and a mirror, so she can see herself decay
she is starving
and bleeding
and dying
do you see her?
do you care too?
there is a time
and a box of sharp objects
there is the spot
where she hurts herself
she is not going to cry
or at least that's what she said
you promised you would care
but she's used to words lying there dead
thought in her head
spinning at the speed of darkness
she is covered in shame
and her hair is a mess
she's dropping
like the hearts that once floated around her head
she's dying
but wishes she were already dead
she calls a friend
hoping she'll care
not knowing the end
was already there
the friend was to busy
and her parents were never there
who in this world
would dare to show that they care
"I Love You"
these words ring in her ears
like a curse of night
or the fire fly
"I hate you"
this is what she whispers
and she wonders if there is anyone
who would be willing to contradict her
she's dropping
like stars
and hiding the scars
longing to hurt herself, to make the pain cease
she knows that her heart ache will only increase
no one around
she wonders who would save her
she wants help
but wishes she were braver
she's alone
on the floor
staring at her box
where the razor lays so peacefully
she looks at her wrists, regretting
she knows why she made each tare in her skin
she knows why her wrists are so thin
she sees scars and remembers when
the color red, it makes her feel ashamed
the rest of her story, will it be un-named?
who should be blamed?
no one to turn to
she turns to her wall
looks up to the ceiling
and begins to call
HELP ME
SOMEONE
ANYONE
PLEASE
I am lost
I am on my knees
she crawls to box and lifts up her hands
her skin is cut up, left it in strands
HELP ME
SOMEONE
ANYONE
PLEASE
and the peaceful box
becomes chaos, and misery
HELP ME...
she cries!
SOME ONE? ANYONE? PLEASE!!
I am desperate for saving!
and all of the sudden
she feels the breeze
a soft wind across her face
she hears in her broken heart
that she is not alone
and though she has been torn, she can restart
"I love you"
these words ring in her heart
like a blessing,
some motivation to fight
"I hate you"
she still wants to believe
but she has found her hero
and knows only he can relieve
relieve her pain
take her burden
understand her heaviness
she drops to the floor
like the tears
she so frequently cried
she surrenders her fears
and moves to the light
she has come alive
and has leaned to let herself feel
with the strength of the hero
she will let herself be real
no need to hide
no need to be ashamed
We are in the light
and covered in he flame
The hero calls her name
"I Love You"
she finally believes
finally receives the helping hand
and she gives her heart to this, more than a man
She sees his scars
and she's dropping to the floor
knowing that he gave his life
that she could give so much more
she trades her scars
for his relief
her pain is to far
now, to feel old grief!!
she is free!!
she is Free!!
and she is still dropping,
but only to her knees
