Seven months times, I gave birth,
My baby died in me, I shed tears,
Because it really hurts,
Blood flew down in the middle of the street,
Because I was a fool for love,
My thoughts I kept discrete,
Smoke my **** talk to the dead,
Because I was a reckless girl,
With a low mind in my head,
Physical abuse, being treated like a trash,
I tolerated it too long,
But now my feelings are crashed,
My life is now gone, I have now reached the end,
It was a horrible journey,
No lover, no baby, no friend,
I drank the poison; my breath is getting low,
Eventually I will die,
Not fast, but very slow.
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
Seven months times, I gave birth,
My baby died in me, I shed tears,
Because it really hurts,
Blood flew down in the middle of the street,
Because I was a fool for love,
My thoughts I kept discrete,
Smoke my **** talk to the dead,
Because I was a reckless girl,
With a low mind in my head,
Physical abuse, being treated like a trash,
I tolerated it too long,
But now my feelings are crashed,
My life is now gone, I have now reached the end,
It was a horrible journey,
No lover, no baby, no friend,
I drank the poison; my breath is getting low,
Eventually I will die,
Not fast, but very slow.
I wrote this poem based on an incident i saw......Very sad
