Fifteen stitches on my left arm
Had nothing to do with the pain in my heart.
Broken glass was what did the harm,
Not the thoughts in my head or the hand that I love.
Behind the bandage were the secrets I kept
With no one to blame but two troubled heads.
You never saw all the clues that I left,
Not even the letter that said where I went.
I could have posted it up on a billboard or wall
But you would have looked past it with no clue at all.
I kept it inside for a really long time
With nothing to show but the tears that I cried.
You're perfect! You told me you do nothing wrong
And that's what I thought when I did what I've done.
Again the tears fell from the eyes of a child
Who never felt loved, not even a while.
A's and A's were my grades in school.
With that, I thought that I had you fooled,
But as soon as a B or C would show up
Your word would bring back the blood from my arm.
We're your parents! You told me we know what's best for you now!
So how come you locked me in this hell house
I tried to escape, I tried to just leave
But no one would give me a sharp knife or key
Only the dead can come back to life
But why does the living feel so dead inside
I repeated that over and over again
But that wouldn't change the thoughts in my head
I'm not perfect! I said I do everything wrong!
And that's what I said when you knew what I've done
Dripping down was the blood of a child
Who never felt loved, not even a while
As I fell on the floor I heard a soft voice
Who said you're okay, who said you're with god
I don't want to be! I yelled I don't want to be here!
I just wanted parents who would love me to tears!
In a hospital bed I woke up the next day
In a room full of candies, flowers and heads
Kisses and hugs were all thrown my way
Gross comments and yelling were all miles away
I lifted my head as I turned to the door
Two people stepped in that I've never see before
Half smiles on their faces and flowers galore
They gave one k
This hit my heart. because my son used to cut 4 to 5 times a week. trying to commit suicide. Eventually he succeeded by hanging himself at Silverlake Medical Center in Los Angeles, CA
15 Stitches
Published: February 2006
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