Don't cry little ones I'm here to play to tell you a story
of how I died that rainy day.
You can see my soul hanging in the air
you can hear my voice when the wind decides to blow
nevermind my teary eyes cuz I died a long time ago....
Under this roof in this room.
If you listen you can hear my heartbeat listen for my last few breaths.
i want to ask for help but its to late...
listen ... listen to the rain drops cant you hear it?
cant you feel it .. the cold?
listen to the scearms...can you smell the blood?
i can i can see.. i can feel it i wish you understood....
teh blood was mine along time ago
red and fresh now not even a stain!
......
My tears didn't help me to excape from the pain
the air was pushed out of me when he
tied me to a rope he placed it around my neck
with a smile and kissed my forehead as a the tears
ran down his simple face.
He let me go and I felt the air slip from my lungs
and the rope tight around my neck
I felt the world spin and I watched him watch me,
but my neck didn't break and I was not dieing fast enough for him
so he grapped my wrist and made two simple little silts
down my wrists and I felt the blood ran, ran down
my arm, heard it fit the floor like rain......
The pleasure, I could see the pleasure he got in it.
I knew I was dead when I could see my own body
and could no long feel the rope
or the air slow entering and leaving my body.
The air I miss the air and the wind so much
the feeling when you take a big or little breath
I miss breathing!
And listening to my heart beat right before I would go to sleep.
Those are things I was sure I would always have its funny the
stuff you miss .....
Do you understand now?
The man with a simple face killed me.
They blamed me for my death said I always seemed so sad
and they never really thought about it until they found my body hanging
there.With my blood still driping it still sounded like rain
Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip Drop Drip...Drip
the sound of my bloody wrists
the knife that slide down my wirst was never found....
He cried for me but yet he killed me he took pleasure in it
took pearsure in the facted that i was his victim
Why ???
.......................why ?...........................
I miss breathing I pray to the god I now know for sure is not real to breath again
just to breath ...
Why cry for your victim? He was sad for my death but he did it.
I watched him from my newly found prison he slow walked off he had a
limp in his right leg and men a weak simple man who cried for his wrong doings.
This man could never be forgiven by life by his vitims by ME.
Listen
to
the
rain
Drip
Drop
Drip
Drop
Drip
Drop
......................The rain it will rain forever here
My blood will run forever here
My breath was lost here but i will forever remain here.
Author notes
I finshed this I think It is good so yea hope you all like it...commnet me about i please
love ya all
Anastasia
Written May 29th, 2006
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Awesome write! I can see the imagery in here. I enjoyed reading this. Call me!
-Jill -
wow staisia! thats really deep. holy crap i am in love with this piece lol. u sed u might add more but i dont think u should. really, this is perfect the way it is. and how it ends was awesome! this whole piece was awesome! i really felt all the emotion as i read this. where do u come up with such stuff? this is really really really really great! i cant even explain how wonderful this poem is. i enjoyed it a lot and keep up the awesome work. i SO wanna read more soon! love you!
<333 muah -
Nice
this is a very nice peace asia good work. Later
Joe -
Well, whatever you decide to do, it's good. The imagery in here is good, you give a good picture of what is happening as you read. It flowed well, good job.
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hey stasier this is really good i like it so much you need top write more cause i loved this so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!love you lots
-lissa- -
o and he title is a name Emanon <<< its noname backwards i thought it sounded pretty and was cool that it was noname backwards
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Thax Allie i wrote more to it its on my Xanga
Yup-Yup you should go read it
Love you
i kno you miss Cracker i miss him to he will be bac soon so just try not to think bout it and we will all do stuff to take r mind off of it.
Love you
Anastasia -
i really like this staisa. Whats with the title though? Well yeah, youre weird. hehehe. love you
xox
-Toast
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