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Man Jan 2021
you're unaware of your plasticity
but it's plain to see to me
you're an artificial fabrication
of what you think you should be
but the rescue boats are coming
if you'll throw your hand out for an oar
help you'll find
from people like life rafts
who'll drag you to shore
yet you stab at the boat
puncturing it's tender flesh
the water's rising
it's hard denying
you did this yourself
Your smile lit up the room
Your laugh made us laugh too
You didn't deserve your horrible doom
You and your boyfriend were the perfect two

Now your smile will light up the sky
And our tears will run dry
You didn't deserve to die
And now we'll all have a real tough time

The time I almost got food poisoning
Whilst you were on the phone
The time I first met you
When you were stood outside my home

Well have fun in Heaven
You'll be greatly missed
And every night that you're up there
Every night I'll send you up a kiss
(sorry its short) In memory of one of the sweetest ******* girls I ever knew. The girl who made everyone smile. Rest in peace angel. You didn't deserve to go and I promise we will find the ******* who stabbed you.
stopdoopy Sep 2018
A Fix
Burn
Comforting
Fluttering
Itching
Need
Pain
Piercing
Pressur­e
Stabbing
Tingling

-still-

It's either euphoric or revolting,
what some would call love.
wrote this back in june, now it reminds me of some friends (lookin at you Cait-Cait and Trix)
Kim Essary Apr 2018
From the moment of conception i kept you safe inside me for nine months. After your birth you slept on my chest so you were near my heart. The bond between a mother and her son is made of steel for never to be broken. All through your childhood I've picked you up and wiped you off over and over again. You've made your mistakes as we all have. Yours ended in tragedy and you lost your best friend, now you are in that cement cage all by yourself , my fears are unfolding , I got your call today, you were stabbed eight times it was six against one , now my body so numb yet hurts to move , my worry increased as if there was room for that . You say your ok but son I'm not . I can't get to you to protect you and it's killing me slow, God please place a hedge around my baby boy keep the evil away from him bring him safely back home .
My son was stabbed 8 times last night. I dear for his life and I can't save him I'm so broken
Grace Nov 2017
They said when I go to college
My bubble will burst

At first, I didn't believe them
The parties and the alcohol were always out of site
The gangs and drugs too far for me to smell

Then one day it burst
I didn't feel it, like I thought
I thought, it would feel like cannonballing into a freezing pool
On the first day of summer

It was silent
Still
Like the moment after an inhale
Or a scream

After a student cries out
There's an active shooter
I didn't feel him knocking on my door to let him in
Instead, he crept around, found the hole in the fence

In that instant, my fragile walls
After years of carefully building
Crumble

The stranger sitting next to me
Now my brother, sister, in my home
Their faces of shock forever etched in my brain

The school is in lockdown
The blue bubbles of worries sent into space
Hoping something other than bad news will return
I could hear all the prayers being sent to heaven

I was sitting in the back row
Of the largest lecture hall on campus
I do not know if this killer wants to go out with a bang
If he did, this would be his target

Filled with eager, or bored, biology students
I never got this manuel
I do not know how to protect myself from a  machine gun

The mass of officials reporting words that used to feel foreign
They would never enter my world
But here they are, next to my forgotten socks
And broken promises
Shooter. Gun. Death. Blood. Knives.
Unsafe.
Unsafe.
Unsafe.

My brother is still asleep
Across the country
Full of turkey and thanks
Never of shock or horror

Once the news comes out, that it was
Just a car hitting people
Just a knife stabbing
Just injuries
Just hospital visits
Just one death
Just the culprit

Why do I feel relief
When my classmates were hurt
Yet I am releasing my breath
Somehow a car running over students
A knife stabbing friends
Was a relief to me
Because these deeds done by a monster
Are less than a gunnman
Why

If he had waited
Got stuck in a traffic light
Two minutes more
It would have been me

Every day I count my blessings
My bubble is still healing
It will reopen again soon
The memories will always be fresh

It is days like these that I am reminded of why
On that day back then
I was so scared to be in one of my favorite places
A school should never be a memorial

I wish I could reach through my LED screen
Tell the victims
I know
I know
I feel your feelings
I recognize those silent prayers
I too, have sent them myself
I too, will never forget the fear

I know this day will forever haunt you
It's pain will never cease
I hope I can help you rebuild your bubble
To make you a little more full
This is a response to the Las Vegas shooting. I was a student at Ohio State when a terrorist ran over students and stabbed them.
I don't trust people
As much as I used to.
Knowing I'd get stabbed
in the back anyways.

And now I don't even trust myself.
Because i know i'd stab myself,
Through my heart
To numb all these lonely feelings.
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