• She's hurt
    Not mentally but physicaly
    The scares on her wrist never fade
    Neither do the bruises on her body
    She's hated by her father
    Everything is her fault
    He's said so many hateful things
    The only resort she can find is cutting
    She feels the pain
    But she likes it
    She likes how the blood looks
    How it falls to the ground drop by drop
    But she can no longer find a way out of her life
    Theres no way up just down
    All the hate has finally gotten to her