Broken
But out spoken,
They quietly watch
Their souls be stolen.
Like a palindrome
They've always owned,
There is no other way
To view their shatter home.
Razor blades
With scarlet stains,
Remain the only way
They escape the pain.
Growing eager
To feel it deeper,
With nothing else
To Shadow their leisure.
Suicide
Is sounding nice,
But they have no strength
To fulfill their tries.
Reaching out
With silent sound,
But nobody catches them
When they fall down.
How can we
Be so blind to see,
When they push us away,
They want out company?
Author notes
Lostinawe
A contest entry
- Anything!! by JOSHv3.
450 points, ended September 16, 2007, 11 entries
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Comments
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Yeah this poem is really deep everyone who says they dont need help are the poeple that need it most...Thanks for sharing this with me and entering my contest good luck..
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This is a powerful write. I really liked the ending. It made me think of how even when people may say they don't need other people's help, deep down they are probably hoping someone will stick around and stop them from doing something terrible. Keep up the great work.
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awesome
this hits hard. reminds me of myself.
love it, as always.
miss you, dear.
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