About
Her dad was a drunkHer mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
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Her only friend was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
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She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
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Until her parents unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore
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A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be In such a horrible place?
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But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
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She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking, " God, why?
Why is My life always sinking? "
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Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
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Then one night
Her mom came home hi
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by
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Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
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She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die You worthless pest! "
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The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
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Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
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One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor
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It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
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Sitting alone in the pitch black thinking when will the light come.
Shadows start to come near you, your chest tightens and you think why me end this now.
Eyes snap shut, you feel something grab your neck and its getting harder to breath you feel walls close in on you.
You think I’m all alone and no one is here I’m going to die, someone take this pain away.
Your heart slows, your breath stops you go limp and lay there.
The light finally comes and your there with your arm all bloody with the word alone written on it.
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I walk these halls every day feeling empty and alone, like my mind is some where else and its just my mind here.
I sit in my room and feel hollowed out like my body is empty.
I go through days day’s without feeling anything no pain, love, and happiness nothing.
My life goes on and I feel nothing my body most days feels like a empty shell.
I feel nothing, nothing at all.
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sit all alone at night thinking about the one I love.
I take a knife in my hand and slit my wrist. I dip my finger in my blood and write in my blood on a piece of paper I will love him till I die.
I lay the paper next to me thinking how much I want this pain to go away, the pain of not seeing my loves face and not feeling his love.
I turn off the lights and close my eyes and write I love him over and over again on my arm in the same place, when I think it is deep
enough I la the knife next to me and let my arm bleed.
I start to feel weak my head gets dizzy my heart slows I go limp. I died with a smile on my face thinking about him and how much I love him.
My love comes in and sees my lifeless body he wipes the blood on my arm away and reads I love you. He takes the paper next to me and
reads I will love you till I die.
He lays next to me and slits both his wrist and writes I will love her till I die.
He closes his eyes shut slits his neck and bleeds to death. If the blood wasn’t there you would think we were sleeping.
Funny how love works.
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I walk these halls in my dark cloths and dark eyeliner showing people who I am.
Then I see these girls who have perfect hair have all the latest cloths and act like they own the school.
They have there boyfriends but they have every other guy looking at them and wanting to be with them.
There every guys dream girl perfect in every way personality, face, body type, cloths everything.
But that is not the real them, they put on a disguise everyday trying to hide what they really are, fake.
These girls aren’t real, they just want people to think they are perfect, they act like they have nothing wrong with them
But we all have something wrong with us, none of us are perfect.
These girls tried to hide what they are and keep it a secret but now the truth is out, everyone is now seeing what they really are, fake
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