Saved From Death

by Christina   Jun 10, 2008


At times like this she would want to die
when family and religion was pushed to the side
weather going to hell for killing herself wouldn't matter
when the feeling of depression came back to its pattern
your going to hell she screams
why wont you just give your self to the devil
your disgusting. . to her thats how her life seemed
don't cry the voice in her head says
she walks down the hall
thinks , and is off to her bed
tears forced out of her eyes as she whispers
please don't cry
cut your self cut your self . .its all in her head
cut that vein or do you rather live this life instead
if it wasn't for going to church
this girl would have been dead . . .
isn't it crazy how words can do just so much to one ?

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  • 11 years ago

    by Marvellous

    Little things portray Life's beauty. Knowledge of the Truth, makes it ease.

  • 15 years ago

    by ForbiddenSnowflake

    This is a very strong poem. Well written. Look forward to reading more :-)

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