The Blade

by Reyna   Mar 17, 2012


The world seems like it's stopping now, slowly I begin to reach out. As words of hate fill my ears, I pick up the blade to stop the tears.

As my body goes toppling to the floor. I whisper I'm sorry I can't take it anymore. The note that lays on my bloodstained bed. Confirms the verdict that I am dead.

Your cries of blame are well deserved. You fought your fights but will still never learn. That the broken family you once had,
Is left with one less member to try to understand.

You said I hated you anyways. So I proved it to you by going away. So mourn my death forever more. Because my life was never yours.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Rihanna

    Awwww:(
    Sad poem

    But great write darl(:
    5/5! X

  • 12 years ago

    by Reyna

    Thanks :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Girl of Conviction

    Really great writing

    5/5 :]

  • 12 years ago

    by lost angel

    I get this i really really do. To have a family that hates you and thinks that they can just do what they want. I know how it feels, :'(
    But great poem!!! it was amaziing 5\5

  • 12 years ago

    by Angel

    This is really good but it better not be true love you though girl

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