Ten Strait Lines
Upon my wrist are ten strait lines
and there they stay for all of time
they show my pain from day to day
and i know they'll never fade
One for my father
who wasn't there
one for my mother
who didn't care
one for my grandma
who gave me away
one for a crush
who said no way
one for a boy
who broke my heart
and another
who watched me fall apart
and one more
who wanted to be friends
and those
who let our friendship end
one for my aunt
who said I was nuts
and for those
who didn't notice the cuts
Upon my wrists
are ten strait lines
and there they stay for all of time
they show my pain from day to day
and I know they'll never fade
Copyright © Kassidi Reichert | Year Posted 2012
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