Three months and no cuts <br />That's a long strech of time <br />I'd been doing it different <br />Wrote it out in rhyme <br />But yesterday for no <br />Reason at all <br />I stumbled, I slipped <br />I did take a fall <br />Maybe because it was <br />An anniversary <br />One year to the day <br />When I tried to be free <br />The day that I tried <br />To take my own life <br />And never to be <br />A mother or wife <br />But I failed cause I'm here <br />As you can see <br />But I'm not who I was <br />I will never be me <br />And yesterday on the <br />First of the year <br />I cut up my wrist <br />And my ankle I fear <br />No reason at all <br />For the thing I had done <br />And it's hard to escape <br />When you can't even run <br />I sat in my room <br />Held the blade to my skin <br />And pushed down real hard <br />To let it sink in <br />I watched as the blood <br />Fromed into a line <br />And the next day I told <br />My mother 'I'm fine' <br />Lies all they were <br />Not one word was true <br />Why am I taking <br />You're not listening, are you? <br />I cry out in pain <br />But no can hear me <br />And you may disbelieve <br />But this is a true story<br /><br />Anonymous Ghurl<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/true-story-10/
