It

Hands quiver to write it

The heart try's to undermine it

Yet her it is

Living proof that I lived

Living proff that I hurt

Tear spilling out my eyes onto the page

I'm. Ashamed

I'm broken

I'm

Just I'm

Just wondering

Did you know

Knlw the I've broke

That I've cut

That I've been in this rut

You haven't

You would have reached out into my darkness to still the steel blade that wounddd me

Right

You wold sew tie mouth up for my happiness

Right

Wrong

It

Is just

It and I'm

Is just I'm

So  her it lies

The loss and plain truths of

A now

Heartless girl