Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
...
Poetry is me Dec 2013
...
It was hard for her to let it go
she was so fragile and broke
she couldn't breathe so she fell to her feet
hurt by the words they would speak
crying softly every night she found happiness in a knife
Poetry is me Mar 2014
All She Wanted Was Help
If Only They Would Have Seen
Because Now Its Too Late
Poetry is me Mar 2014
"I'm Suicidal" He Said During The Long Group Session
"I Want To Die, Right Now"
A Tear Nearly Fell Down My Cheek While I Thought
"He Seemed So Happy"
Poetry is me Nov 2013
She loved her
but society said "No"
Poetry is me Mar 2014
Black** Liner
Red Lips
Straight Hair
Small Hips
Poetry is me May 2014
When You Are Young
You Can't Wait To Be Older
Then All Of A Sudden You Are
You Don't Want To Be Older Anymore,
You Don't Even Want To Be Young,
You Just Want To Be Dead.

— The End —