Came home from school
It's time to lose my cool
There she is
Standing there
with a whip in her hand.
One hour later
I'm bruised
black and blue.
Went to the bathroom
took a blade
slit every free skin I had
letting the blood drip
now I'm lying
in my pool of blood.
YOU ARE READING
Cry Me A River
Poetrywords I fail to speak so I write them instead. Highest rank (#47) in POETRY (#46) in OVERTHINKING