This feels like a never ending sunset
Warming my face, calming my tears
Making me forget about everything that is wrong
So can I ask you a question
Why did you walk away?
Did you think that It would break me
Now I'll tell you my side
Before I walk away
Walk away from everything
My tears aren't for you
There for me, and the pain that is you
Like a broken empty bottle on the floor
So my fears wont be the fear of being alone
It'll be the fear that I see you again
Because I will smile, because I know im better
From the blood on my razor blade
To the black in my heart that you left me
Now I am strong, Now I'm ready to move on
I'll hold my head up high
This will be the last time you see me alive
For now I am strong for now I am ready to die
Above is a poem that I've written, its kinda real to
me so please not harsh as your reading it,
what I want for this contest is for you to read it
Think about it, then reflect and write me a response
poem, as if you were my friend and this was my
last letter/poem that I will ever write again before
I die, this is a personal contest, i'm taking this
serious, i havent been myself lately i've been sick
sad and tired
Normal rules apply
No swearing
No caps
Thanks guys
-Kevin
Warming my face, calming my tears
Making me forget about everything that is wrong
So can I ask you a question
Why did you walk away?
Did you think that It would break me
Now I'll tell you my side
Before I walk away
Walk away from everything
My tears aren't for you
There for me, and the pain that is you
Like a broken empty bottle on the floor
So my fears wont be the fear of being alone
It'll be the fear that I see you again
Because I will smile, because I know im better
From the blood on my razor blade
To the black in my heart that you left me
Now I am strong, Now I'm ready to move on
I'll hold my head up high
This will be the last time you see me alive
For now I am strong for now I am ready to die
Above is a poem that I've written, its kinda real to
me so please not harsh as your reading it,
what I want for this contest is for you to read it
Think about it, then reflect and write me a response
poem, as if you were my friend and this was my
last letter/poem that I will ever write again before
I die, this is a personal contest, i'm taking this
serious, i havent been myself lately i've been sick
sad and tired
Normal rules apply
No swearing
No caps
Thanks guys
-Kevin
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on June 9, 2007
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 50, Bronze: 25
- Final notes: Thank you all!!!, this was a wonderful contest and glad that you have all opened your hearts to the fact that pain and saddness in teens is real, great job all
Contest Winners
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The fire of life, is dimming too low, / but it's not your time, your not ready to go; / We all have our problems be they minor or not, / happiness in this place just cannot be bought. / Suicide is the most selfisby Griswold 33 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 7 5:10 PM 2007. In Personal, Life, Thoughts, Hope, Spiritual, My life, Contest, Depression, Sadness
Gold trophy winner
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Life never seems to go the way we want, / I understand. / Things happen to us that should never have happened, / I understand. / But Friend, / This is not the end. / It will get better, / you'll see. / I once• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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by TheMoodchangingPoet 33 lines, 8 comments, on Jun 9 12:24 AM 2007. In Personal, Sad
Bronze trophy winner
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