"streinghth" poems
When she was born
Her mother wished the world,
had collapsed that day.
AS she grew up
Her mother would hit her
Swearing she would **** her, one of these days
She fought the anger
lived the pain
listened to all the sadness
She was neglected
like an abused dog
She was hurt
with a black hole in her heart
She felt unimportant
so she couldn’t live
She tried so hard
as hard as she could go
But she couldn’t do it,
couldn’t take it
and still can’t
live the pain anymore
So she tried
with a knife
with a rope
She tried so hard to die
Get it over with
She would say
Your not needed anyway
Until
Her mother was pregnat
A baby in her womb, a girl
Maybe people did need her
But she was still strong
A surviver
fighting anything that came her way
A warrior
going through all that pain
Her sister was born
Grandpaents in America
Friends by her side
LIfe was good
Until
One chilly autumn night
Her mother struck her with a knife
Blood gushing with all its streinghth
Tears pouring down her face
The world truly ended that day
To her
All the love
Gone
All the hope
****
Replaced with
crying over sleep
Depression over sleep
Permanet scars for life
Her childhood takin away that day
Her happiness erased
LOve was expired
And as she sits here writing this today, (3/6/14)
a mix of emotions fill her up
crying
Cause’ everythings changed
Shes expired
NO use for anybody anymore
not wanting to believe it
but knowing its true
they make it clear nowadays
screaming
hitting
throwing things at her
teasing her
never ending hate
its all stupid
the way she thinks of it
People cry when they listen to her story
hug her
kiss her
tell her they care
tell her they love her
she wants to believe it’but its not true
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC