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I*m 14 and I have been very depressed. But I don*t write poems anymore. When you rate my poems will you please leave a comment too just so I know what you think!? |
See this fountain dark,dark red,
Thinking that I want to be dead...
I close my eyes, and all I see,
Is death staring back at me...
Saying goodbye is hard to do,
especially to a good friend like you...
I have to scream, I have to cry,
I have to say my last goodbye...
Kill me now, kill me sweet,
make it fast cut it deep...
Cotton Candy, Butterflies,
Rainbows and tear filled eyes...
Crazy thoughts of suicide are running through my...
The thought that I could kill myself was the only...
I sit here in my room.
Razor blade in hand...
I don't know why I'm crying.
There was nothing wrong...
Dear mom,
I'm sorry for all the hurt You've felt...
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I change my hair and make up just too make belive i'm her.Does it matter?Obviously not.Just to make belive i'm pretty. |
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Keep thinking of me as if I were gone.And you just don't care..i'm gone..fargone..farewell. |