Too Late

Stains from an incable mind 
Easily impressionable 
Easily scarred
Easily hidden 
Now left with these markings 
Unexplainable knicks and bruises 
Scraps and Scabs 
Needle and Thred 
placed between two of 
her own thumbs cannot 
repair the damage 
Strike the child 
Hit the vien 
Blood pulsating
out of her 
Invisible cry for help 
A cry for attention 
Compassion 
That of which she 
already recieves 
is not enough to 
fill the void, 
that of which lives
inside her needs to 
be constantly fed 
as there are holes 
Multiple cracks and 
creveces from the 
times she has been 
dropped smashed 
and stabbed at.
Don't try to fix her,
Don't even touch her,
It's already too late.