Her tears fall like diamonds,
& gently hit the floor,
She doesnt want to do it,
But she cant take anymore.
She fiddles with her scarf,
& thinks for a while,
The anger inside growing,
From freezing to mild.
She pulls at it tighter,
Until she can hardly breath,
Sick of this world,
She just wants to leave.
So she scribbles on the paper,
& folds it in half,
On the front she writes 'mom'
& she grips the scarf..
As she pulls,
It tightens with ease,
She closes her eyes,
& tries not to breath.
But then she pictures,
Her & her mom.
& she suddenly realizes,
What shes done,
She stops..
& tries to break free,
Bit its too late,
This wasnt how it was suppose to be..
Collapsing to the floor,
As her mother walks in,
She clasps her breathless daughter,
& weeps over her pale skin,
Her tears fall like diamonds,
& gently hit the floor,
She finds the note,
"I just couldnt take it anymore.."
This is a good poem
i like how it is written
and the title is great
i really like the reference to diamonds in it
i think what would of made this poem better through was if she had hung herself or something because strangling yourself is supposed to be impossible because you will lose consciousness and therefore will let your grip go...