Gallery of Pain: Untitled by Jenae
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Jenae
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This girl I know..
This girl I know, she cuts herself at night This girl I know, she’s killing herself inside This girl I know, she feels alone and nobody’s there to help her This girl I know, she’s dying again tonight This girl I know, her wrist never stops bleeding cause she won’t let it This girl I know, is fucked up This girl I know, starves herself This girl I know, loves watching her blood seep out This girl I know, she can’t stop This girl I know, is depressed This girl I know, hurts herself to feel alive This girl I know, misses her one true love This girl I know, dreams of ending it all This girl I know, can’t cry anymore This girl I know, can’t carry the whole world on her shoulders This girl I know, has fallen deep into the darkness This girl I know, can’t hear anything above the sounds of death This girl I know, she’s losing sight of everything ...I watch her.. ...Picking the scabs from past pains, wiping the blood from current ones, ...Alone she’s been, alone she’ll stay ...and to her wrist she holds the blade, she pushes it in and watches it drip out red ...and even though she’s still alive, she has to wonder if she’s already dead ...and she drowns her sorrow, in the relief of the blood dripping from her wrist ...and she wants to see the only thing that makes her happy, one last hug and one last kiss ...and then for the first time in weeks in his arms she wants to sleep ...Protected and loved because she’s helpless and weak This girl I know, she can’t save herself This girl I know, she tries to fix herself but ends up falling further This girl I know, I want to help her But I can’t Because this girl I know, Is me |
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