She was causing herself pain
Forcing the blood to drain
She marred her precious
skin
skin
Struggling to free the demon within
She watched her blood flow
But her demon wouldn't go
She Hung her head in shame
Only having herself to blame
He would always be there
The scars a constant reminder
Of the pain she kept inside
No one in whom she could confide
The demon just wouldn't leave
The proof hid beneath her sleeve
When would she cross the line
When would she cut for the last time
When would she trace the vein
And let her life blood drain
She would have the last laugh
As the demon left in a bloodbath
She had finally kicked him out
With her final triumphant shout.
**special thanks to ocean for input and illustration for this poem.
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