As a child, she was abused.
As an adult, she was used.
As a mother, she was great,
but loneliness, she can no longer take.
She sits in her room now.
She blocks everyone out.
Inside she screams.
She's feeling self doubt.
She tries to pick her self back up.
She tries to get on her feet.
Except when she thinks about it,
all she can do is weep.
Now the time has come.
She wants to take her life.
She don't know how to do it,
with a gun or a knife.
She's hearing voices in her head.
Which one should she listen to.
The one that says do it?
Or the one that says, you'll make it through?
So she closes her eyes.
Waiting for someone to expose her.
and she sits in her room,
silently she waits for closure.
Author notes
I hope you like it.
A contest entry
- Finsh Me!! by Deaths Servant.
300 points, ended September 30, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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deep. about a topic that needs more esposure and less hiding in the closet. You are such a good poet.
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this is sooooo sad. A well written poem tho.
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nice poem! "she" should listen to the one thta says you'll make it through! "she" will trust me! keep writng!
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what a great poem it is..i really felt every part of it in heart
i wish you luck in contest
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Good Poem! Good luck!
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