Pain of death

by Vicky   Dec 12, 2004


She sits alone on her bed
Thinking of her life
The bullies and the frustration
She picks up the knife

She holds it above her wrist
Scared and confused
Wondering Will this hurt?'
The knife had been used

She cried out in pain
The cut was too deep
These were her final breaths
She'd soon be asleep

Her eyes went fuzzy
She swayed from side to side
She collapsed onto the floor
Finally she had died

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  • 19 years ago

    by ~jordan~

    I think this poem was kind-of confusing, but real. it seems that u have been around this because this kind of stuff doesnt just come to sumbody. but i like it.

  • 19 years ago

    by Driver

    excellent poem.... pretty dark.... very well written... liked it a lot.... keep up the good writting....
    -sk8er101-