Un-answered questions of SUICIDE

by JodieWatts   Oct 21, 2004


The flood of tears,
as she drowns in fears,
how can she cope,
her lives one big slope,

it steers from left to right,
she cuts herself every night,
but what no.1 realizes is she is close to death,
taking her very last breath,

all because of abuse,
she's gotta get loose,
away from pain,
she's running as fast as she can down brook field lane,

blood dripping everywhere,
whys life so unfair?
i get picked on,
now they all ask wheres she gone?

she's lying down all light headed and dizzy,
here comes her best friend how you doing Lizzie?

she bursts into tears,
and now she is surrounded with fears,
1 hour later Jessica is confirmed dead,
she make her own death bed,

how could someone commit suicide,
just how her mother died,
she left so many people behind,
no the answers they have to find . . .

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  • 20 years ago

    by Luvmeluvr

    I really like this poem because I can relate to it. I would love for you to read mine and tell me what you think.