Notes lay scattered on the desk,
Pages after pages of the way she felt.
She had written them all,
But they were never read.
Not even her parents had a clue,
That in a box underneath her bed was filled with her suicide notes.
Nobody knew how alone she felt,
Sick of every possible thing she was.
Her heart use to be so full of life,
Filled with so much love and happiness.
Everybody thought that's who she was,
But underneath that smile was anything but happiness.
Now her heart is filled with despair,
Filled with the darkest things any mortal could imagine.
The flowers that once filled her mind,
Were replaced by the cruelest demons.
Every night she use to pray to God,
That maybe everything would turn out for the best.
After years of nothing though,
She gave in and welcomed Satan into her heart.
One morning her parents walked into her room,
Once again late for school.
But her mom screamed so loud,
At her baby girl laying lifeless on the ground.
Her mom scanned the area,
Taking in all of her girls misery.
On the desk laid her suicide notes,
On her bed laid an empty bottle of pain killers.
But worst of all on the floor,
Laid the girl who wasn't anything anymore.
Cold blood ran from the girls body,
From her neck and from her wrists.
Her mom couldn't take it anymore,
When she saw a stray tear line from her daughters eye.
Her dad grabbed her mom and took her out of the room,
But he went back in again...
Because it just couldn't be true.
He picked up a few old letters,
Reading the written pain he never knew.
That's when he saw it...
Bloody kisses printed on each letter.
He looked down at his girl one more time,
And saw that she was clutching one letter in her lifeless hand.
He shook as he took it from her,
Hoping it would explain something.
When he opened it up,
All it said was,"I'm just so tired of being me..."
With one wet dot planted on the page.
You did amazing, Sis. This poem is one of the first in ages that has ever made me feel sorrow just by reading it. You made every stanza flow perfectly, and I loved how at the end you added the bit about the girl's tear line and single dot on the lonesome suicide note. It was very sad, but that is a good thing. You portrayed this emotion exactly as it should have been and it came across very clear. Your words were well chosen to set the tone, and I don't think anyone could have done a better job. I gave you a 5/5. Very, very well done Sis!