Surviving childhood

Written by: Sandra Adams

from beneath bangs
that glistened 
a summer's sun
were sky blue eyes
lost in the depths
of life

i remember 
the seventies
the most important thing
within her mind
was death

little wrists turned up
tracing her thoughts
with blades
that once cut paper
but now sliced more

her blood trickled down
voicing her pain
like the ink 
that now flows
from her pen

her scars remind her
though she remembers
all too well

no one noticed
at least not then