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Left behind

The girl looks at herself
Knife in hand
She remembers
The pain
The memories
Everything terrible
She stares at the face in the mirror
That foreign, tear-streaked face
Knife still in hand
She thinks she's ready
But in with all the bad memories
Are the ones filled with hope
The ones filled with life
The ones filled with love
It's not worth it
Things change
Life gets better
Slowly she drops the knife
Knowing she can't do it

Author notes

I kind of just went with what I was feeling and tried to put it to words. Sorry if it came out wrong

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  • OnlyInMyDreams
    April 11, 2007

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    ok, well honest to God, this is your best poem yet. so sad and suicidal!(obviously) but you really did a great job telling this girls story. for a lot of people, they have so much hurt and destruction in their lives, but there is still one tiny flicker of hope and dreams that they once had, that makes them reconsider what they are currently thinking, and honey, if you ever need to talk, im always here ( so dont go wanting to commint suicde) good luck in the contest!


  • reinhardt-napoleon
    April 11, 2007
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    Wow...hey, I'm speechless.
    It is great how you described the process... and ended with that fantastic last line.
    Thank you for your entry and good luck, although I won't applaud before my contest closes.
    Keep on writing - I'm keeping on!
    Stop suicide.
    Joey