One bloody tear- suicide

by BrokenVodkaBottle   Aug 15, 2008


Her smile
Its oh so fake
She lives her life.
A walking breatheing mistake

A jumper
That covers the cuts on her wrist
some make up
Convering the bruises from her enimes phist

She hold her head high
Through all the tears
An she stands tall
As she faces her biggest fears

She smiles
why her heart aches.
She pretends shes together
As she slowly brakes

She looses all control
And comes home to her blade
The only thing
That actually makes the pain fade.

She cant take
THis thing call life
An her only escape
Is the sharp end of the knife.

As girl
Who is seen with a smile
Hides so much sadness.
As shes hated for having her own style.

A girl
Who everyone calls strong.
Well this girl cuts
So you couldnt be any more wrong

A girl Whose smile fooled the world
A girl who stands at a cliff.
A girl whose broken beaten destroyed
woundering if she will be missed

As the waves crash agaist the rocks
She knows her death is near
But its all she ever wanted
So she jumped without any fear

As she hit the water.
her life ends with a splash
A girl whose smile fooled the world
Gone in a flash.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Saving Grace

    Well done, very nicely put, although it is so sad. I found the flow was rough in some parts and theres a few spelling errors. But, apart from that, this is an amazing write. I really liked it.

    A girl Whose smile fooled the world
    A girl who stands at a cliff.
    A girl whose broken beaten destroyed
    woundering if she will be missed

    As the waves crash agaist the rocks
    She knows her death is near
    But its all she ever wanted
    So she jumped without any fear

    As she hit the water.
    her life ends with a splash
    A girl whose smile fooled the world
    Gone in a flash.

    Those last 3 stanzas were my favorite tho. a perfect end to a great write. Full of emotion and intensity. Very powerful write. Very well done. 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Hologram

    *Tear*

    Very good.

    (If this poem is true)
    I'm sorry yu have to be so broken as well.

    5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by iHOMO561

    That poem is amazing.
    I used to cut.
    I still have urges to do it.
    I stopped because I got caught though.
    I now have to see a counselor and a psychiatrist.