Mocked by all those surrounding
Causing a retreat
Inside this mindless body.
Tears worn by the girl
Masked so generously
By smiles and nothing more.
Attempts to please the world
Pass by repeatedly failed,
And unforgotten.
Crawling farther inside this soulless heart
Trying to get away from it all
She dies.
Only if they knew
What she was.
If they knew she was no different.
Perhaps, those surrounding
Would no longer fail to see
The tears that are drowning her.
All she asks for is a helping hand...
Not a single one reaches out,
And she's lost.
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I love this poem. It has great imagery and I can relate to how you feel. Awesome job.
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I'm left breathless
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All she asks for is a helping hand...
Not a single one reaches out,
And she's lost
my hand is always here. i love helping people anyway i can. or even just havin an open ear. im here. -
great poem. Nice and consistent.
"Only if they knew
What she was.
If they knew she was no different."
i liked that stanza
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