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by Emily F. Gelb Dec 31, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Her name was never known Because she had no friends But this is her story And how her life ends She was just a little girl Around the age of seven But this is how she died And how she went to heaven When she was very little Her Father went away Her mother gave her orders That she couldn't disobey If she messed them up Even just a little bit She'd have to sit in her room and wait to be hit And everyday after school She'd wait on her bed Waiting for her mother's arrival Which she so much would dread Sometimes if she was happy Her mother would forget her hate But what made the girl insane Was waiting to see her fate Day after day She waited hopelessly Wondering if she'd be tortured Or if she'd be set free And one day her mom didn't come home until late into the night The little girl wondered If her mommy was alright When her mom did arrive She wasn't thinking straight She took a knife and stabbed The child she'd created Her mother then passed out On the carpet floor The little girl just stood there standing in horror She looked at her mother And then down at the knife She looked over at her bedroom and then up to the sky Again the little girl waited Until all her functions ceased But this time she was waiting To be released It wasn't scary anymore and she wasn't afraid to go She sucked in one last breathe of air And blew out one final blow From then on we can't imagine what happened to her soul All we know is that she died Under her Mother's control There are kids out there Just like this, who want to get away Whos mother's and fathers Have led there life astray Listen to the signs That are easily passed by The bruises on the arms The small childs cry If you notice something That just isn't right Get help for that child and end their fright There are children out there who just want some comfort in their life So if you see a little kid Don't just pass by Prevent someone from dieing By feeling a child's pain You can save there soul And help there bodys remain
by Emily F. Gelb
Omg em its ur bff tinkerbell! i love ur poem its so sad :(