ScarsA Poem by Rose DiamondI just want to put a trigger warning on this for anyone who has ever self-harmedCriss Cross Criss Cross Up and down her arms Criss Cross Criss Cross Eight fading scars Criss Cross Criss Cross She hid them all in shame Criss Cross Criss Cross Each one has a name The first one's name is 'ugly' The second's name is 'baby' Both of which are small and crude Shallow, red, and shaky The third one goes by 'w***e' Quite a cleaner cut We call the fourth one 'emo kid' The fifth one's name is 's**t' The sixth one is christened 'Gothic b***h' The seventh 'f*g' and 'gay' She's sewn her mouth stitch by stitch But theirs' went on all day The eighth one hurt her the most That I guarantee They told her to go kill herself And she almost did proceed But she took a moment for herself Put away the knife And in that second she could see The beauty in her life The bluebirds humming their heavenly hymn The flowers in full bloom The twinkling stars when the sky is dim The romance of the moon Criss Cross Criss Cross Each is a battle she had won Criss Cross Criss Cross Her story's just begun
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Added on December 10, 2013Last Updated on December 10, 2013 AuthorRose DiamondCanadaAbout(Formerly Rosie-Chan) Hi there! My name is Rose, I'm 17, I love theatre, music, and literature, and I am a poet! I am literally the most inconsistent poet ever, but I'm ok I guess. more..Writing
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