As her

She wrote a symphony of burdens only she could endure

No one with in miles radius could say they could sympathize

Wrong for her

Hear her voiced warnings of a life 

Not bargained for

Not one soul

Could have asked for this

Stripes to haunt her wrist 

She regrets

Stripes once blood red

Torture she cannot erase

Heed 

Her footsteps not to follow

A heart

Of stained 

Cruel

Disgrace

There is no second chance

No replay

Biting her tongue she screams for mercy

She taste no console

Only metallic further concerns

No feeling of new comfort

Has her plea been met

She will not know

Stripes are meant to be hidden

They do not settle with the Seeing Eye

Lies are the only cries 

As of now

She knows so well of this hell

More than necessary

Leading so curved 

This path gives permission to no good

Determination only ripples so far

Breaking only subtle silence

Oh

But so much farther she wishes water would drench 

Saved only will make a few

Waits she for news of loss

Stripes always waver to dots

Four letters

So motivated

Torn between justice and leisure 

Justice tends to call deeper

Invading the mind

With no intension of well doing

Her turn to caress this daring shard of hate

Her stripes threaten thicker 

Until a stripe results in no color

Blank be the mind who dares to thicken 

Please

Love

Do not stray

Today is today

Tomorrow is unassuming

Chance it

Water only ripples so far

Dry devastates more wholly the wet

But in the overall concoction

Only God can sip from this spreading poison 

This gallon of uncertainty

Recollection of default 

Crippled faith

Cools her soul

Falls back in forgotten foot steps

In wet sand

Only midway to relapse 

Dismissed mind

Lies are comfort 

Should she resort to that

Tails of reminders

Stripes

Dots

Triangles

Depends on your preferred angle

She tallies her odds

So far she is winning