Too long
It has gone on for to long.
Im sitting here sad look upon my face.
Slicing my wrist.
When will it be over?
Its gone on for to long.
Is there an end to my pain?
Is there any light
At the end of the tunnel.
The answer is a straight forward no.
It went on for so long.
Abused and raped.
Kept to myself for to long.
Cant you see?
Just look at what you've done.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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