Suicidal love

by peter   Jul 21, 2003


I see her sitting there,
In the corner of the room.
Heartbroken tears,
Fear on her soul
Quivering in confusion.
Clutching her arms around her naked body.
She whispers to herself,
the same words
again and again.
The burnt out candle on the table,
next to an empty bottle of gin
and an empty tub of tablets.
Whispering "It'll all be alright".
As she lays down her cold, pale head
and falls asleep.

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  • 16 years ago

    by LITTLE MISS FREAKING SUNSHINE

    Good job with this poem... I like the way it ended... just abruptly, you know like death does somethimes... Anyway, good job, 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Dreaming With A Broken Heart

    Thats a great poem and btw this has nothing to do with it but my bf's name is Peter

  • 17 years ago

    by lauren west

    Wow that is some powerful shit man i love it and it touch my heart...no not my heart my soul i love it. keep writing never stop great job man

  • 17 years ago

    by xXxbrowneyedgirlxXx

    I liked it

  • 19 years ago

    by Hayley

    i like this, its really good

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