The Final Jump Over the Jump RopeA Poem by LexiAn example of how mental illness can have roots in childhood.
One, Two,
the demons got through. Three, Four, the blood began to pour. Five, Six, went to deep to fix. Seven, Eight, her flesh they ate. Nine, Ten, She won't hurt again. © 2018 Lexi |
StatsAuthorLexiAZAbout~Just a teen who's a little broken... then again aren't we all? I'm always open to talk so shoot me a message sometime. ~Words are my escape, they make everything okay again. I really hope someda.. more..Writing
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