Behind locked doors

by missy   Feb 9, 2007


The light goes off
she's crying again
she's wishing and hoping
her life would end.
she reaches in the drawer
takes out that same blade
there's never enough time
for her cuts to fade.

She's yelling down
to the people who don't care
she's screaming at God
"Life's not fair!"
I watch her every night
throw the same painful fit
she's slowing giving up
she's about to quit.

there goes another cut
on her beautiful flesh
while the floor is drowning
in her tears so fresh.
She thinks no one can see her
she's forgotten about me
I watch her suffer
through the night painfully.

Before dawn breaks
she writes on a sheet
"I'm finally riding to heaven
I've saved my seat."
She cuts a line
right down her vein
she releases one last smile
as she releases all her pain.

Her lifeless body
i watch on the floor
as her parents come crashing
through that lonely locked door.
They're sad, they're crying
but never could they understand
how much she hurt
why the blade rests in her hand.
They're sad, they're crying
but never could they see
through my eyes, that of a bear
the one she named teddy.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rina

    This is one of the best poems I've ever read. I mean it.
    I luv the way you ended it, and how the whole poem just flows.
    Really touching.