lost
Lost
Lost in herself
She could not find a way out.
All the lies she told, people she’d hurt.
No one could help her now.
Screaming, crying,
She pulled the knife out from under the pillow
She pleaded for help but no one, no one could save her
Not now, not after all that had happened.
She tried to run but it held her back
She tried to forget all that happened
She tried to be different
But something held her back
She was always the quiet one,
The innocent one, the happy one
On the outside
But on the inside just a lost girl
Trying to find her way out.
She pulled the knife out from under the pillow
And all was lost.
All was lost so she ran
She ran back, back to the life she had once abused
The life she hated.
But she lived it again
She brought more pain to herself
She had to,
To be noticed. To be loved
By someone, something she had always wanted
Always dreamed of, always reached out to
But could never catch.
This girl is lost, She needs a home
She pulled the knife out from under the pillow,
She screamed then found her home
This girl is dying
She has so much love but so much hate
She needs to get out she needs to find herself.
She tried to get help from hurting,
Hurting herself.
She thought it was the only way,
But she realised all she needed was someone,
Someone to hold her someone to love her,
She could not find anyone,
And it brought pain,
It brought tears to her eyes,
It brought her death…
(hi this is just a poem/song i wrote in one of my classes)
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