The blood poured from her skin
But she never screamed in pain
Her cuts always burned and itched,
But she never did complain
Every other injury
She'd sit and whine about
But she'd never cry over
The hurt she put upon herself
She wanted to live a normal life
But the monsters had a better idea
They manipulated her,
Then she made them a deal
"I'll hurt myself, you devils."
She promised to the demons
But they raised it so many levels
Now the girl is broken,
She is fucked up and scarred
But what can she do know?
She never knew it would this hard.
