*I didn't like this poem at first, but my friend...
As I drag myself down these hallways...

For the one dearest to my heart,
I'm not quite sure what to say...

It wasn't rape...
The height of my self worth...

My heart beats to the tune of death,
A disease too long inside of me...

Your life is like a carousel,
Ever turning slow...

My nightmares always smother my dreams,
Forcing me to wake up crying...

I have this on-line friend,
Who seems to care about me so...

Ever since I was little,
I had always looked up to my sister...

*Not one of my best, but figured I'd post it to...
When I read a poem of suicide...

*I know it's long and confusing, but perhaps if...
She was a happy child...

*Not one of my best, but figured I'd post in and...
Sometimes I wonder if this pain is normal...

I know this child,
Who is not all there...