Carve your pain into your skin,
Then everyone will know the pain you hold within.
And maybe then they will know what they have done to you.
The pain they have caused, you can no longer subdue.
So you write your torment on your wrists.
You keep on cutting, but the agony they cause you always persists.
Scars encase your arm,
But still, they think there is no need for alarm.
However, you will show them this time,
And your departure will be so sublime.
This is it! You cry aloud!
You told yourself this would happen, the first day they hurt you, this was
what you vowed.
They'll see your dream with you, on the end of a rope.
But you know they won't care, that they'll be able to cope.
 
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