Broken Scars

Don't be afraid of the cuts on her arms

And don't look at them as self-harm

The scars are just remainders of her dreadful past

She thinks how long the pain will last.

The scars show her how not to believe in love

Or how she wishes to be an angel from above

Her emotions she hides under her sleeves in shame

Thinking how she will end this game

She cuts not to die but to be relieved

I know this may leave you in disbelief

That a girl like that can cause so much pain

And just look away as her life is drained

She asks people not to hurt her anymore

She tells herself she's done just walk out the door

You think it's bad as she rolls up her sleeves

Exposing secrets too hard to believe!

You think she's perfect and everything is fine

But what's on her mind is a bomb

-Waiting for the perfect time

What's in her hand, nothing but a knife

You see the tears in her eyes

-and you're afraid she may end her life

She has scars from long-ago, you can see staying alive is her regret.....!!!

Her eyes stare upon the scars on her wrists

The scars are her memories of miserable nights

She is so ashamed of herself and her life

There is pain that lives within her heart

An emptiness you can hear in her voice

But none of this world even notices

Worthless, Alone, Unloved

The sadness all around her

She can no longer hold on

There is nothing, nothing for her

Her shaky hand holding the razor

She presses the blade deep through her skin

And slices through the veins

She dedicates each drop of blood to all she loves

And forever - always will.

She lays her head down and looks up at the starry sky

Remembers those long nights she spent crying

Watching the sky with tears on her eyes

And falling asleep in the arms of the wind

Those horrible memories of loneliness

So sad she has to remember such times....

-Naimul Haider Rafif