The girl that use to sit on this bed

The girl that use to sit on this bed was ashamed to call her self a daughter, friend, girlfriend and so on. The girl who use to sit on this bed was scared to face her self in the mirror. The girl who use to sit on this bed would smush her self into a little ball every night and cry. The girl who use to sit on this bed only saw darkness. The girl who sat on this bed never understood why know one wanted her. The girl who use to sit on this bed saw the blood drip from her arm every day and night. The girl who use to sit on this bed wanted life to let her just give up. The girl who use to sit on this bed thought know one would ever want to see her. The girl who use to sit on this bed thought suicide was going to be the only choice. The girl who use to sit on this bed is now dead. She died a slow death.. But when her death was announced there was a girl who sat in her stop smiling because she made it through.