Someone Stop Me

Sometimes I wish someone would stop me, tell me they care, that I'm not alone.

That someday I'll find someone that loves me.

But who could ever love a screw up like me?

Every night the blade goes deeper, bracelets hide the marks, and the bruises.

Someday I wish someone would tell me, it's ok, I know your not fine.

But who could possibly care for a mistake like me?

Sometimes I wish that it was not to late, I could just erase the past and live on.

But I can't, and I'm drowning in mistakes, sitting in a puddle of blood, wondering when I'll ever have to courage, to end the pain. A young healthy girl should be happy right?

But that what's everyone thinks, growing up is hard, when you don't have someone to lean on.

Someone stop me.

Please.

Author Notes: Its too late.

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