Let down, Blown away!
Pick of petals everyday...

This is pretty much like a play but in poetry like...
Girl: I thought you really loved me...

Grieving loss
No more to give...

I love with my heart
I'll never let you go...

You think your all that
When your really not...

What if you saw my arm one day
And all those bloody trails...

I lay here alone
On my bedroom floor...

I wish to be that little girl
I once was before...

People say they like to feel pain,
When the cut, burn, or hurt themselves...

For every moment you are not talking to me
A little part of me dies to see...

My dad is my hero
He knew me at zero...

Eyes full of tears
Heart broken deep inside...