To Write Love On Her Arm
She has known such great painHaunted dreams as a child
The near constant presence of evil ever since
And she has felt the touch of awful naked men
Battled addiction and depression and attempted suicide
Her arms remember razor blades
Fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds
Six hours after I meet her she's feeling trapped
Two groups of friends offering opposite ideas
Everyone's asleep
The sun is rising
And she drinks long from a bottle of liquor
And takes the razor blade from the table & locks herself in the bathroom
She cuts herself using the blade to write 'fuck up'
Large across her left forearm
And to write love on her arms
And this one's for Aliyah
And this one's for myself
Don't go
Rescue is possible
We hold back the darkness
We can prove them wrong
Love can change life
To write love on her arms
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