March 28, 2012
Little girl, five years old.
Spends the days playing tag
and living in a world full of magic.
She has a light in her eyes,
full of hope and love.
Little girl, five years old.
Little girl, ten years old.
People called her fat today;
she didn’t say a word about it.
That night,
she went to bed without
food in her
stomach.
Little girl, ten years old.
Little girl, fifteen years old.
She covers her face in makeup,
she thinks that’s the
only way people will
ever call her beautiful.
Everyday, she looks in the mirror,
hating the person starting back at her.
Little girl, fifteen years old.
Little girl, seventeen years old.
Last night, she learned how to
play with fate.
Just a knick of the wrist
and she saw red;
the shiny new blade
became her
new best friend that night.
Little girl, seventeen years old.
Little girl, eighteen years old.
Saddest story ever told.
Once upon a time,
she lived in a world of magic;
now, tragedy has struck.
Tonight, she cut little deeper,
took a few more pills.
A note in her pocket that read:
‘little girl, eighteen years old;
little girl no more.’ (DS)
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