SUICIDLE...

by shymira wright   Jul 3, 2008


ALL HER LIFE SHE WAS TRYING TO DECIDE; WHETHER TO PICK UP A KNIFE AND SUICIDE.

SHE WAS HURT;RAPED;&&ABUSED;TO OTHERS THEY JUST WATCHED AND GOT AMUSED.

"NO ONE IN THIS WORLD COULD FEEL MY DRAMA OR PAIN; FOR ONLY I COULD SEE WAT I LOSSED OR GAINED."

SHE WAS LOOKED AT; AS A WORHTLESS PEICE OF SHIT;&& NO ONE CARED FOR HER;NOT ONE SINGLE BIT.

SHE FOUND A BUTCHER KNIFE AND PLACED IT IN HER HAND; AND REPLAYED THE WORDS OF HER FATHER SHE CALLS "THAT MAN"

HE TOLD HER TO SHUT UP AND LAY ACROSS THE BED; AND DONT SAY A WORD OR ILL PULL THIS TRIGGER THATS AT UR HEAD.

TEARS STREAMED DOWN HER BEAUTIFUL FACE; AS SHE SAID A LITTLE PRAYER OF GRACE.

"GOD PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHAT IM GOIN TO DO, BUT NO ONE UNDERSTANDS BUT U"

BEFORE YOU KNEW IT; SHE STABBED HER SELF IN THE CHEST; AS HER SLIM SLENDER BODY FELL TO REST

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  • 15 years ago

    by amanda

    Hey whats up? i like this poem i also have some of my own if you ever wanna talk here is my e-mail lil_shortflower@yahoo.com if you have yahoo messager thats my use name also but i like this poem keep up the good work