• Hello MaryBeth Claire;
    You watched as the sadness lingered for days and I couldn’t find a way out.
    All I wanted was a way to escape this darkness and I turned to you to save me.
    I faked smiles and hid tears for far too long.
    I look at the bandages on my thin wrists.
    I look at the long sleeves covering my arms.
    It was just another memory permanently etched into my fragile skin.
    The longer I hid it the more destructive I became.
    The ruby rivers surrounded by dried drops of deep red jewels.
    I remember the hurt that I felt in my heart every single time.
    I finally realized that I can’t do this anymore.
    Day by day you silently tear me apart.
    Why can’t you see that you hurt me?
    I can’t still call you a friend.
    Friends don’t hurt one another.
    You don’t love me; I can see that by the way you hurt me.
    Little by little you carved away at the real me.
    You only left behind a monster.
    Every scar and memory reminds me of all the things you put me through.
    You kept me locked up in a prison cell of forgotten and hurt.
    I was wrong to believe that letting go was the only way out.
    After all of these years, I can’t believe I called you my best friend.
    I still can’t believe that I trusted you.
    Goodbye, MaryBeth Claire.