Her Last And Final Suicide.

by Marta   Sep 4, 2004


Behind her mask
The pain is hidden
An untold truth
A soul forbidden.

She hides the scars
Upon her wrists
So no one sees
The painful twists.

If no one knows
Then she's okay
And she'll make it
Through the day.

The tears she holds
Will soon appear
Cause the pain hurts
And won't disappear.

Their solid words
Pinch like knives
They'll feel sorry
For all her strife.

But until then
As they go on
They'll notice
When she's gone.

I guess that day
Came too late
Another time
She couldn't wait.

As they say good-bye
They feel ashamed
Because they knew
They were blamed.

So on this day
She had tried
Her last and final
Suicide.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Nicholas


    Hey if you need someone to talk to, i know you don't know me but, I'm here.
    think of me as a guardian angel...
    You'll never meet me but you know somewhere out there I exist.

  • 20 years ago

    by *Elizabeth*

    wow!! another great one!! I really liked the ending!!! great job marta!! your brilliant!!

  • 20 years ago

    by Kerri

    Marta..your words are so powerful and I am not yet even near as talented as you to know what true poetry is but I swear....you are already there! Keep up the excellent work and I look foreward to the next one.

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