Her Diary

by Breanne   Jul 27, 2006


Her diary is filled
from end to end.
Telling Stories that mean something
life love death
everything in between
of each time sheâ??s been hurt
or sheâ??s been happy
every time there was a new boy

Her diary
itâ??s all that proves she was someone different
that she wasnâ??t the same
that she had feelings
thoughts filled all the lines

Her diary is like a horror story
no one can believe whatâ??s sheâ??s wrote
no one knows the pain she feels
No one can see the world like she sees

Her diary is covered in blood
Held in her dead cold hands
a note stuck to the cover
written in her delicate writting
â??this will explain everythingâ??

Her diary is a suicide note.
Pages filled over time
proving it was life she feared
Showing her life got no better
forever she was stuck in time

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