Amy's poems
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threecheersx4mcr_ Killjoy Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 7 | She sits on her bed, covered in tears looking at her scars while her mother she fears. her pillow as her comfort her stories untold careful to watch what she says so no one else knows. he friends are no help, they don't know what to say because this all started, from that one fateful day: she made a mistake but her mother doesn't understand so she beats her daughter with her very own hands. while she's locked in her room, bruises lay on her face. she says she's alright, but that isn't that case her soul fills with hatred then guns at her head with all her last words left unsaid. she thinks of her life, and all the people she loves. and thinks, maybe it's best if I go up above. but out of instinct, she throws the gun at the floor and out of anger heads for the door. what would happen if she ran away? because her mind can't stop drifting to that fateful day. she sighs, closes the door and lays on her bed she rolls down her sleeves to cover the wrists that bled. she then closes her eyes, and suffers again. Her hell of a life just can't seem to end. |
threecheersx4mcr_ Killjoy Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 7 | My house is a prison, oh please let me out. no one to listen, to hear when I shout. This heart is just a hole, empty, full of despair. If I fall it doesn't matter, there's no one to care. Hide my pain, and carry on, routine is the key. And don't let them catch on, What your pretending to be. Lock it up inside you, see how badly it will hold. But watch out, for one day, it just might explode. |
threecheersx4mcr_ Killjoy Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 7 | I open my eyes as I gasp for air. I see all the wires and doctors, not filled with care. blood rushes up my throat oh, I feel so weak my skin is so pale and I can barley speak. my heart hurts and my heart is racing I couldn't take it this pain is excruciating I hear them say "she's going to die" so my family gathered around to say their final goodbyes. I couldn't believe this I wish it was a bad dream please don't take my life, God I'm only thirteen. |
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