She walks around with scars for all to see, <br />It proves her life is full of misery. <br />With a razor blade, the door locked, <br />Her only thought now is that she can't stop. <br /> Help her fight addiction <br /> <br /> He tries to block them out, <br />But the rumors start to spread and shout. <br />He kills himself in his despair, <br />The pain was just to much to bear. <br /> Help him fight suicide <br /> <br /> She runs and screams down the hall, <br /> though no one can hear behind the wall. <br />She cries at the things daddy does late at night, <br />She tries to run away, but she can't win the fight. <br /> Help her fight abuse <br /> <br />Her blue eyes look around, <br />Her blonde hair blowing toward the town. <br />She knows she can help them all, <br />But no one can hear her call. <br /> Help her find a way.<br /><br />Grace Gordon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/help-63/
