broken
She sat there a little unstable
Her mind traveling to a place Where life seemed recklessly incapable.
She tugged on to the end of her dress.
Hanging on even when everything is a mess.
She wasn't giving up so easily because there must be some good on its way.
Everyone around her left because nobody stays.
She felt so broken inside
Under her covers she hides.
Picking at her skin and leaving scars big enough to see.
She just wishes she was free.
Free from all the noise inside her head.
Free from all the monsters under her bed.
Broken but barely holding on
Broken amongst the shattering glass of pain and just trying to stay strong.