once upon a time,
there lived a girl who was never fine,
she always faked a smile,
and the red on her arms were becoming her style.
she lived in a dark cave,
and named it hell;
because when she's in there,
no one seems to care.
she's trap in a world,
full of devils and sharks,
screaming at her, and eating her up,
until her life is a death cup.
one day she couldn't take it anymore,
she cried "i can't do this no more!",
and then picked up her razor,
her body ached like lazors.
she was screaming and crying,
but no one was home.
she scream she was done trying,
and wanted to go HOME.
she wanted to end the pain,
because there was nothing to gain.
she didn't want to mourn and cry,
she just wanted to die.
she finally gave in,
and held the blade down her throat,
as she whispered the words,
"it's time to go HOME."
and after all,
we're all just angels that want to go home.
this is actually my first poem ever and yes i know it's too good to be a first poem (IM SORRY IF I SOUND SO COCKY BUT I GET THIS ALOT IM SORRY) but yeah hahha. btw there is actually two meanings of home; one is a place you live in and the other is some place else where u feel free and safe and yeah u feel me? yeah hahaha lol okay bye this is my fav poem ever and plS DONT **** YOURSELF OK SUICIDE OR SELF HARM IS A VERY SERIOUS THING U SHOULD REALLY TALK TO SOMEONE IF U DO SELF HARM OR IF U WANT TO **** YOURSELF BUT IF U HAVE NO ONE U COULD TALK TO ME BC I WOULD UNDERSTAND COMPLETELY AND DO MY BEST TO HELP U GET OUT OF THIS SITUATION BC I DID AND HERE I AM :D
