My life is in ruin
Which makes it a waste
The blood running down
Running down my face

How it came to be
These cuts on my skin
Is a story I shall tell
This is how it will begin

It happened on a day
A day much like before
In a small town
The kind you tend to ignore

The streets where people gathered
A place full of greed
Was the place I liked the best
Regardless of how many each day would emotionally bleed

Like I said before
This day was like the rest
You must understand this outcome
This outcome, which made it the best

A person in the alley
A person I knew not
Creeped up behind me
And in the moment I almost forgot

Forgot while he grabbed me
He grabbed me by the neck
I forgot about my life
I forgot about everything I ever regret

And in that moment
The cold steal of a knife hit my cheek
I learned to love myself
To accept that I�m unique

Who knew an epiphany would hit
In the darkest moment of my day
I had so much to live and feel
I had so much that I needed to say

The hot pain of ripping flesh
Being dragged across my skin
Would I never get to play
Play my life as a violin

Drop after drop
Of my hot red fluid of life
I still know not what he wants
Yet he cuts me with the cold steal of his knife

I could have screamed right then
But to weak I had become
Everything went grey
My body completely numb

Everything just stopped
No man I could now see
And I just lied in that alley way
Dreaming only of me

My cheeks were still bleeding
But upon my face a smile
I knew this was what it was like
What it was like to have it all worthwhile

So my life is in no ruin
Therefore it cannot be a waste
It was all meant to be in the end
I�m exactly where I�m meant to be placed

By Alycia Nicholls

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