A piece of broken glass
A nail
They seem to call my name
They wail
No I say never again
No more
Yet is my only way out
The door
My pain comes back to me
It haunts
My comfort on the floor
It taunts
Slowly the bathroom door
I shut
There I release my pain
I cut
The pain flows down the drain
I'm free
I pray to God my friends
Don't see.

Kelsey

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