The poor girl just wanted to die.
All alone in a world gone awry.
She tried to call out but no one cared
So she sat in her room alone and scared.
She held a sharp razor close to her wrist.
And wondered, Should I just end it with this?
The first cut was scary, the second, not so.
Each day got easier and she let no one know.
She wore her sleeves long and kept to herself
As she waited for evening and that trip to hell.
She knew she should stop but didn't know how
She was caught in whirlpool of misery and sorrow
She had met a cute guy who gave her a wink
She kinda liked him; But what would he think?
Her arms were scarred, her clothing was dark
She'd tell you she's Gothic but that was a lark
"Oh God up above look down on me
I'm lost and alone; Can't you see?"
Or is it that you just don't care
and caste me aside in this life unfair?"
Her tears fell heavy is she laid in her bed
Her blankets pulled tightly around her head
Then a whisper she heard from a place unknown
"When you open your heart you're never alone."
What did you think
Comments
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Beautiful & Heartfelt!
There is always hope. Too bad the many cutters on this site have yet to come across these words. There is distress and victory written here. You have lifted the loss with these words. Excellent poetry as I knew it would be.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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Good
Your writing is very impressive. You have mastered the art of creating a perfect flow I think. This poem reads in an incredible way. The message says alot for the duration of the write. I'm not sure that I completey agree with the message, but each to his own right? Anyhow, you did an outstanding job penning this poem!
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