Get out


06 Sep, 2010 11:54 AM
I cant cry anymore tears
I cant speak up
I just sit on the floor and take the pain
The next morning i try to act like its all ok 
but people start to see what is really going on. 

One day i will get out but not today. 
When i am alone i scratch till there's blood. 
the warm blood starts dripping down my arm. 
People start to talk but i still act like its all ok.
Maybe one day i will get out... 
but not today
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saada yussuf says:
03 Mar, 2016 05:07 PM

I'm 14 and abused I can realate to this any advice in this plz.I need help before it gets worse..thanks

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Mckaylie says:
16 Mar, 2016 07:03 PM

Call the police. Or special services.

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