Cry it out, <br />Don't blleed it out <br />Dont slash at your flesh. <br />But I'm too late, <br />To give you advice, <br />You've blood on your open skin. <br />But who am I to tell you? <br />I do it too, <br />You're not the only one. <br />Don't bottle it up, <br />Don't kill you heart. <br />Your heart my be broken, <br />But your friends isn't. <br />Turn to her, to him, to them <br />They will care <br />If they are really your friends. <br />So just yell, just sceam, <br />Just grab someones hand, <br />Just cry.<br /><br />Amy Fifita<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cry-78/
