There's too much on her shoulders,
she hates what she's become,
she runs to her room,
she lets the sorrow flow as she cries her last goodbye,
her last will, to die,
She pulls the blade from her sleeve,
to lightly graze the skin,
seeing the beads grow upon her wrist,
she cuts just once again,
Noticing her energy,
she knew it wasn't over,
so she pulled out her ritalin,
and downed the near- full bottle
As her mother walked into the room,
horror in her eyes,
she picks up the reciever,
and calls the ambulence,
so she's taken to a room,
where soon they'll pump it out,
but their hopes have hit rock- bottom,
she's got no time to stay,
she looks at the ashen- faced nurse,
then laughs triumphantly,
she asked for her last wishes
"Not to see my mom," she says
"She's put me through this fate you see,
and now, soon i'll be gone,
with no one missing me"
the nurse ignores her request,
and says "please see her in,"
the girl looks up, her final words,
"i hope you go to hell"
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Written July 13th, 2005
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WOW!!!
WOW!!!! This poem was AWESOME!!! I loved it!! Such hate and anger!! I like dark poems and this is a great one!! I like how it shows her going to the ER...I haven't read any suicide poems that lead there!! GREAT JOB!!! I look forward to reading more of your poems like this!!!
Lisa

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