A Story of Their Own

by BreakMyWingsAndRun   Jan 7, 2009


The scars on her wrist
have a story of their very own,
Pain is all shes ever known.

The tears and
heart breaks,
Are the reason her smile is so fake.

She gave up on love
and soon to be life,
Contemplating suicide staring at a knife.

It'll only hurt for a
second then I'll be gone,
Away from this hell-hole they call home.

I'll finally be out
of everybody's way,
Won't have to waste air to live another day.

I'm sorry God for what
I'm about to do in advance,
Don't me mad at me I never had a chance.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    The scars on her wrist
    have a story of their very own,
    Pain is all shes ever known.

    *This stanza is so true. All of my scars have there own story. I like the style and the flow was constant. Great imagery as well. This was one emotional piece I can relate to. Nice work. Nik*

  • 15 years ago

    by cowgirlstar26

    I liked the ending stanza alot, the first two went ok together, i think it's got more potential than you put into it. after the first two stanzas the flow seemed off, i'm not sure if it's how you structured it or???? try ABab form for how you wrote it out , so like the last line you did would be written out like this

    I'm sorry God for what
    I'm about to do in advance,
    Don't me mad at me
    I never had a chance.

    and then maybe have the whole poem read like this, or do every other stanza 3 lines and than 4?

    just throwing some insight at ya. I really like it though :) you'll probably like my stuff too, it's a lot like yours.

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