“Writing is a healthy coping mechanism compared to the other unhealthy ones I express in my writing.” –Morgan
by Morgan Altic
There was a girl
With her chin held up high
Covering up her pain
None of her friends knew she wanted to die
She walked through the halls
Holding secrets that were hard to bear
If only someone knew what was going on within her
Yet nobody seemed to care
There’s only one release
For the pain that still remains
The blade that’s embedded in her wrist
And a shirt that’s covered in blood stains
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I wear scars on my skin