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Runaway

I didnt know her long before she ran away
she had no peaceful nights nor peaceful days
She fought her war and knew she couldnt win
The only thing that kept her going was her deadly sin
No one could understand all her pain
But the ugly marks were worth the momentary gain
Now I stand above her laying on the floor
She couldnt deal with it anymore
Tears start pouring from my eyes
I saw her smile but didnt know it was a disguise
She had ran away but had gone to far
If you want to see her pain just look at her arm
All covered in blood from years of self harm
Her scars show the story of her life
And how when she was upset she ran to her knife
As I look at her now, I know more was to come
How did they not know, how were they so dumb
She didnt want to wait around
But she longed to lay alone on the ground
Finally sleeping but never to wake
She had experienced all the pain she could take
She thought she didnt deserve to live
She had gave this life all she could give
But her pain rubbed off on everyone else
I stare at her as she lies on the floor
I cant believe shes not here anymore
She starts to go cold and her face turns pale
How could her mind have been so frail
To take your life you have to be bold
And I bet she thinks her story had been told
while death finally takes her away
I think of the things I might have to say
I watch as her parents enter her room
Little did they know they were entering a tomb
Only to find what their child has done
To witness her most fatal action
Tears are in her mothers eyes, she can see the story
The expression on her face though bloody
It tells all and the scars show her pain
As hard as she tried she couldnt remain
Her fathers pleads for it to be a dream
Because of what she went through she had no self esteem
To not have their daughter taken away
To have her there with them for one more day
I watch as they create their own story
They felt so many emotions but they were mostly angry
Why did she take her life and let people get to her
every word made the tight rope she walked become smaller
I want to help and I scream out why
But my voice wasnt heard no matter how hard id try
I look at them as they scream
And plead again for it to be a dream
'why'd it happen, why was it her'
if only they could have got to her faster
I scream some more until I realise
I am her, the normal her
The happy her before the pain
I am the part she wont know again
I am the part that wasnt well known
Because it was a side of me I fear to have shown
I wish I could have known the real me
and could have been all the things she longed to be



Poetry by untamedx3melody
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Written on 2006-12-09 at 09:08

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