There Was a Girl

There was a girl at 12 years old She trusted and believed whatever she was told Until one day she sought out her friend It was not a friend she found but a stranger who didn't expect her to make a sound He told her lies and reeled her in with deceit You see this girl trusted anyone she was to meet He took her in and sat her down He tried to touch her but she pushed him away He tried again she froze and began to pray Lord give me the strength to set my self free this is not a place I want to be Again she pushed and ran for the door He grabbed at her feet he wanted more She ran home to her momma and pa The cops asked repeatedly what she saw The man went away but the pain was to stay For he was not the only one that hurt her This girl she was bullied from the time she was small The pain piled up and so did the thoughts to end it all The girl she lashed out at her family with her fists Until one day the pain and guilt was to much to contain After the violence she washed away the pain She washed it down with bottles of pills as she thought loneliness kills This was first time but not the last that the girl couldn't handle her past The girl she was 12 when she took up a blade Instead of lashing out with her fists she recorded her pain on her wrists The girl is 13 when she is sent far from home to a place that is supposed to heal her brokenness because pain can't be healed with a hug and kiss 9 long months and she then was sent home but the 14 yr old girl remained alone It was not long before she returned to the blade She learned for relief a price must be paid The girl she was 15 when she tried to end it again Down went the pills because loneliness kills When she needed them her family pushed her away And it had been a long time since she had friends that came to play So the pain and anger built up inside Until it was to much for her to hide She swung her fists and slashed at her wrists Until once again she sent far away After 6 months she was returned home but she wasn't the same One to many times was she left alone in the rain One to many times was she left alone with pain I will keep up my mask I won't let them see what their actions and words do to me I will not let them in anymore It will take a long time to open my hearts door I am 16 now I am still alone with no one on which to lean But I will continue to wait for the one who will spend time to heal the me that is broken The one who will set me free with words unspoken