Sleep

by bRiNgMeToLiFe   May 14, 2007


They Thought she was just fine.
Just a perfect teen.
But what they didn't get
was how the world was so mean
how hard it was for her to go on
how many times she fell
how much pain she felt
in a living hell.
but she would stand up
brush herself off
And put that fake smile on her face
When inside she hurt so much.
And that night she would cut til the pain was gone
til she no longer felt unwanted, unloved.
She cut to deep and died that night with a smile on her face
Finally, for once in her life, she was going to a happy place.

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  • 17 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    You poems are fill with so much hurt
    I HOPE u are'nt doing drugs. drugs and alcohol are a big lie. they give the feeling
    that your pain is gone like a numbness
    but when it wears off your pain comes back
    double, listen to someone who wasted so
    many years don't f**k with drugs please
    im begging you don't do drugs cy

  • 17 years ago

    by bRiNgMeToLiFe

    Not anymore..well not as much...

  • 17 years ago

    by handsome

    Very vivid...i hope u don't cut yourself though...nice work...keep it up