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I am 1 day old, all the lights are hurting my eyes and my head feels heavy. My body is always in someone elses hands I can't fend for myself. I am 1 years old, I am learning how to walk, although i often fall over and hurt myself. Mum says she's proud of me, she says i'm almost there. I am 5 years old, Today i started school i met lots of new friends, but i fell over and hurt myself. The teachers helped me. I am 9 years old, Today I was out playing I was at the park and I fell. I fell and broke my arm. Daddy took me to the hospital and the doctors made it better. I am 15 years old. Today I cut myself. my skin was the canvas, the razor my brush. I got a bandage, and fixed it all up. I am 16 years old. Today I wrote my suicide note. I hid it under my mom's pillow. I'm not going to be alive tomorrow, no one can help me now.
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 2:44 PM UTC
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I am 1 day old, all the lights are hurting my eyes and my head feels heavy. My body is always in someone elses hands I can't fend for myself. I am 1 years old, I am learning how to walk, although i often fall over and hurt myself. Mum says she's proud of me, she says i'm almost there. I am 5 years old, Today i started school i met lots of new friends, but i fell over and hurt myself. The teachers helped me. I am 9 years old, Today I was out playing I was at the park and I fell. I fell and broke my arm. Daddy took me to the hospital and the doctors made it better. I am 15 years old. Today I cut myself. my skin was the canvas, the razor my brush. I got a bandage, and fixed it all up. I am 16 years old. Today I wrote my suicide note. I hid it under my mom's pillow. I'm not going to be alive tomorrow, no one can help me now.
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 2:44 PM UTC
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