Olivia Struthers Poet Free verse

Don'T Judge Me

Skinned knees, sad eyes,small smile
She's rotten inside.
Veins broken, shredded skin, bloodshot eyes and shattered bones.
Scraping noises ring out as her feet
Drip across the floor.
Silent wails escape her mouth
As she claws at the door.
Don't judge me.
Wandering pointlessly 
Never stopping.
Round and around.
Scrape, scrape.
Don't judge me.
She's tired, she's broken but she can't stop.
She can't stop because she's dead.
Don't judge me.
She is caged inside.
Inside my soul.
She is broken and so am I.
She is dead and so am I.
She is gone and I will be soon.
Don't judge me.

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Paul Callus October 29, 2014 at 1:45 PM This is deep and heartfelt, Olivia. I won't judge you....just comment on the fact that I have been touched...that I would like you to be strong and swim against the dark currents of your life. Remember that it is always possible to find light. Take care. // paul Olivia Struthers October 30, 2014 at 12:53 PM Thank you Paul! Your words are very much appreciated(: