laying, crying, on my bed
voices screaming in my head
faces, faces everywhere
who they are i do not care
cuts ,across my skin, so deep
send me into blissful sleep
smoke some weed and get high
watch my brain cells start to fry
there goes my memory out the door
theres my body slumped on the floor
stop crying now my dear
its not as if you really cared.
wrapped up in your own little world
but you never saw your little girl
cry alone in her sleep
you never thoght i went this deep
you never could stand to see me happy
go ahead now, cut me down make me feel crappy
i dont care anymore your words mean nothing.
because the noose around my neck is made of your string,
isn't it amazing the power a mother can bring?
i am always looking forward to bad comits but please dont correct my wording.
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I liked the way you ended this, mothers can have a powerful effect on their children, I as a mother hope I never draw my children to this feeling, but, it does happen, and we cant ignore it. The flow was good, as we can tell it poured from you. Very powerful and meaningful, you did a wonderful job with this. Keep the pen flowing!
Always
Emily -
this is a really good poem its so powerful i really like it alot.
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nice jus the way i like it
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Astoundingly Beautiful
Holy This was freaking amazing. I loved two parts of the poem first off:
there goes my memory out the door
theres my body slumped on the floor
Second: because the noose around my neck is made of your string,
isn't it amazing the power a mother can bring?
The ending was perfect, you felt the anguish through the whole poem. Parents can be so stupid and dence..they don't realize sometimes they're the ones as fault for our damnation. Wonderful write, you have amazing talent
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this pretty good...powerful
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