Mute child

by bekka dollface   Mar 22, 2008


The story of a mute child

her smiles
are fake.
her laughter
shows heart ache.
when she breathes,
you can see
how much shes been hurt
each and every moment
just as painfully
a mute child is she
living life so unhappyily
she wants it all to end
considering that the nearest razor blade
suddenly becomes her newest best friend.
thrusting the object
directly into her wrist
running it over and over again.
she cannot even recall a time
when her skin was unbroken.
watching the tears slowly
stumble across her face
as she lays in her own blood
it was suicide in this case.
a mute child is she
her life is now over
because she didnt have anybody.

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  • 16 years ago

    by BitterXSweetness

    This was such a good poem. I could feel everything that u were saying and I thought that was really good. Idk if u meant 4 her 2 really be mute but how I got was that she was just some1 that ppl never heard. That she was some1 that no1 ever listened 2 and that's y she turned 2 the razor. Now I don't know if that's how u wrote it but that's how I got it. Ethier way, 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by MeltInHisArms

    It's always the quiet 1s who have the most 2 say. this poem is very sad but very true. ppl just don't notice the signs on a person until it's 2 late. it's a hard and scary world and ur poem just really stated it perfectly, it brings so much emotions 2 the reader, very powerful. 5/5!
    xoxo
    ~me~

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