Stand up...

by YourThe ReasonIDiedTonight   May 26, 2008


As I sit by the computer typing this I wonder will l ever be good enough for anyone?? Will I ever be cool enough or beauty enough to be someone?

If you know why I am never good enough tell me now!!! Wait.....wait.....why am I shaking and crying?? Is. is it really hurting me this much??

I dont understand will someone please explain why my heart is slowly braking. Why am I feeling so much sadness right now........please tell me??

God its so dark in this room and the only thing that I can hear is the clicking of my typing.
Are you still listening?
Are you still there?
Are you still reading this?
Do you even care???

For course you dont I dont even know you or why you are reading this. But I could have a good guess you want to know to dont you. Youre just like everyone else the only thing that youre interested in is the story I am going to tell you of why I killed myself?? why I shot myself??why a person like me committed suicide

But before I can tell you this tale of me, I just want you to know its all your fault.
Yes, you sitting there listening, and reading this.
Its your fault that Im dead.

Do you remember all those days when I was stand there being teased,

Do you remember how you just walked always like everything was ok.

Do you remember how they pressed my face against that locker and how the tears just streamed down my face?
How they called me a fag and touched my body in place that should never be touched.

Now do you get it why im typing this paper it not about me but about you?

Do you see the story behind the truth of why the quiet girl finally ended her life?

Are you still there? I beat your trembling and wondering why you did nothing to save my life. But dont worry I have an answer to that.......your just as blind as the person next to you, wrapped up in your life so much that you cant open your eyes and see the rest of the world calling out for someone to care. If only someone care enough in this world then maybe people like me would not be in this situation having to show you the real true, to force your eyes open........death can scare people to change.

Your just like everyone, so dont worry it not just your fault its all the people in the world that just sit and watch the losers being punished for being different, for being themselves. Now what do you have to say for yourself?

If you still doubt it all listen to this::

When the Nazis came for the communists,
I remained silent;
I was not a communist.
When they locked up the social democrates,
I remained silent;
I was not a social democrat.
When they came for the trade unionist,
I did not speak out;
I was not a trade unionist.
When they came for the Jews,
I remained silent;
I wasn't a Jew.
When they came for me,
there was no one left to speak out. (Martin Niemller)

Speak out for those that have no voice and stand up to those that use it against others.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Saving Grace

    Woah. This is really powerful. Long read, but worth it. I really liked this write. relatable piece. Nice work. 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by desperately needing you

    Wow that was really long but im glas i read it
    i really liked it
    i understand where ur coming from
    great job

  • 16 years ago

    by desperately needing you

    Wow that was really long but im glas i read it
    i really liked it
    i understand where ur coming from
    great job

  • 16 years ago

    by im not the cause

    OMG!!!!u r am amazing writer i love all of your stuff how did you get so good i love it

    kiwi

  • 16 years ago

    by PoetryKnight

    This poem is more like a Poe. sits in a dark room, writting his fate for life or death, predicting every little thing that comes to past, only worried that his thought will come true. Will my lover die tonight for the angels in heaven are jelious of me. for they want my Anna Bell Lee. lol. you are an awsom poet. you are a Poe in my book.