Her story

by im his bbygrl   May 21, 2007


Broken mirror, bloody fists
she adds more cuts to her wrists
her head is spinning, her enemy is winning
her daddy tries,her mommy cries
they don't know what to say
her Friends wonder if she'll be okay
she can't take it anymore
she locks the door
she takes the pills and uses the knife
the blood spills, she's losing her life
no more tears left to cry
she is finally going to die
and with her final breath she says goodbye.

comment and rate plz.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Vivi

    I give it a 5 out of 5
    I like it alot
    Wished it was longer...

  • 17 years ago

    by Princess

    I really like this poem good work 5/5