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 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
When they saw her sliced up arms and thighs
Because they couldn't believe
Someone with such a childish
Angelic face could really do that to herself
And no one thought to say anything
When she silently screamed out for help
So off she went with some rope
And no hope left
To the bathroom
In the shower
Where she hanged herself
By kicking a stool out from under her feet
After all she was short and tiny
Which leads us to today
An entire year later
Where she could've been an entire year older
An entire year happier
If someone had said something
Thankfully she found her God
But that doesn't justify an 11 year old girl's
Suicide
Unfortunately, this is a true story about my younger sister's best friend last year. A few of the girls in their "squad" noticed the girl in the poem was cutting herself and said nothing to anyone, not even the girl. I strongly believe with all of my heart that had somebody spoke up my sister's friend could still be here. I say this because I could have been that girl a few times but I've always been talked back to life.
So please, if you notice things like that, SPEAK UP , it could save a life
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
You are a precious component to my life
Each day I see you,
Life feels a little more complete
And most the time I'm drowning
In my own self-devised riptide
Yet you always jump in to save me
Nothing I can do
Or say
Will ever be enough
To show you just how much
I truly love you
I have found platonic love
Of the forever variety
It all starts and ends with you
When I wake up in the morning
I am overwhelmed with luckiness
Knowing that whatever storm may come today
You are there beside me
And each night as I lay awake
On the cusp of sleep
Your name on my lips are the last words
I speak
I don't understand how I could be so blessed
To have someone like you
Love every ounce of me
No matter how many negative things I tell you
There is no doubt
In my mind our friendship could ever end
I've told everyone they are poetry
But you,
My sweet darling,
Are the most beautiful poetry of all
Maybe that's biased
But you inspire
You are the truest and best soul I've come to know
Really, you make me whole
You fill the voids I think I have
And sometimes I don't realize it
But I am ever so appreciative of you
My one true best friend
You, my sweet darling,
Are me
And I am
You
Thank you beebeeb
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
Do you have a problem with
The way I
Dress
Talk
And walk
'Cause if you do
***** I'll knock your *** to the floor
I might be ****** up
As all holy hell
But **** hunny
I got way more culture than you'll ever know
I don't give two *****
That you've been across Europe
And seen all Seven Wonders
Because at the end of the day
I still got more love
I couldn't give a flying rat's ***
About your big hair
And prettied up nails
'Cause *****, I'll still ******* up
You wanna mess with me
Go right ahead
I'll tear off your throat
If you talk **** 'bout my people
And I ain't judgin' you for
The way for the funny way you
Talk
Dress
Or walk
I ain't even judgin' you for your upbringing
I, too, can talk in a highly sophisticated manner
With my nose upturned
My hair permed
My nails done weekly
In high heels
From behind the gated community we
Both lovingly call home
I can even join you and your gaggle
Of acquaintances
For a night at the country club
So of course I don't judge you for any of that
*****, hunny, I judge you
'Cause o' the way you treat
Me and my family,
Which yes includes friends,
Like we's all some sorta **** you stepped in
Do you have an issue with being real?
'Cause **** you wear
Eau de faux
Like I might be your last breathing sight
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
Anything and everything is a poem
Because with poetry there are no rules
Yes certain styles of poetry have structural restrictions
But anything and everything is a poem
That can of soda pop or beer just sitting there
The bookshelf and the book
The blank index card
The bag of popcorn
The script for your screenplay
The story of your life
And because poetry has no rules
You are poetry
I am poetry
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
Nobody ever expects it coming
Yet it is so common
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
Are supposed to be words
You can always undeniably trust
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
Everything might be pushed just
A little to far forward
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
I'm a little ball of sadness
That gets happied up by you ray of light
You're a never-ending bubble of coot
That loves me and always finds my tail
I love my stick house you made
I'll pay you back in
Hunny pots and love
From my big fat heart
From the tips of my gloomy toes
To the tops of your little black rain cloud
 Jul 2016 Bailey
Samm Marie
When I get in one of my funks
And specifically tell you
"I need you, right now"
You're supposed to come running
I thought we were going to make this work
But I'm not sure I can trust someone
Who used to always
Come to my rescue
And now ignores my cries for help
I can't be that girl anymore
I won't be that girl anymore
I never thought I'd be the one to walk out
When you so easily can
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