Jennifer

by chloe.   Jun 27, 2005


I have to admit I'm dieing
This sickness has spread through my veins.
Praying to live,
Praying to die,
Sickness causes me pain,
It’s hurting me to stay alive.

My friends are out at parties,
No idea I’m dieing.
Now I’m lying on the bathroom floor,
Sweat and tears have pooled around my head,
Just like a puddle of filth.

Miss me.
Regret it,
But don’t forget,
We all die sometime,
We all die sometime.

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  • 19 years ago

    by chris

    i really like this poem it shows is a very painful poem that people often look over, people dont truely see the person most of the time and it is shame that that is how society is today. keep up the good work