imperfect art

This is about my road to recovery.

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1. imperfect piece of art

 

 

i sit here all day staring at the wall
blood on my wrist my beautiful peiece of art
your face in my mind as i cut once more
the pain being so familiar
i wash away the blood as the water stings  my skin
the pain i had before has been taken away
i only feel the beating of my heart
as i pull down my sleeve to cover up my pain
i lay down to go to sleep with one last image in my head
that image of you and how much you hurt me
that pain is nothing compared to the pain in my wrist
im just a girl with a broken heart and a story
im not normal and i never want to be
im fine the way i am
i just wish you could see me now as and see how strong i am compared to how weak i used to be
i am now an imperfect piece of art

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my head
that image you and how much you hurt me
that pain is nothing compared to the pain in my cuts
im just a girl with a broken heart an a story
im not normal and i never want to be
im fine the way i am
i just wish you could see me now as i laugh in your face
i am now an imperfect piece of art

 

 

 

 

 

 

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