Half death full argument

by daisy   Jul 18, 2005


One arguement almost caused me the death of my life
I ain't used no water, no jumping, or no knife
I felt so bad deep inside
to see my sister sit in the dark with her head down
I couldn't do nothing but lay down and pray to god
Would he help my family and not make my mother become my enemy
So I take a shower the next morning
keep crying and crying
but me keep thinking of something to make my mother the moaning
As I lean over to get a bar of soap
As I reached over I seen a container of peels
Hopped back in the shower with the container
I popped one peel maybe three but then ten
I couldn't breathe couldn't talk so i fill
holding my neck trying my best to get on my feet
struggling then I was out the shower
I'm thinking to myself this is too deep
my body shaking its seem like I'm on fire
the only thing I could think of was my mother
and i said to myself this isn't what I desire
I threw up the peels and now My body felt so relieved
I set on my bed and thought to myself this is what I believed
As I think back on this day I cry deep down inside
and sometimes I can feel the pain from the bloody tears
But now I know to keep all my arguments aside

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