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her eyes are red and puffy her wrists are raw and scarred her mind is filled with scary thoughts her happiness is very far her cheeks are gaunt and hollow her lips always turned down her eyes are dead and empty all she wants to do, is drown she goes to school reluctantly afraid to face the day she wishes she could stay in bed and hide from all the pain she steps across the threshold into her living hell her eyes stay down, eyes on the ground as she pretends, that all is well then the taunts, they start emo, freak go kill yourself okay, she thinks, I might as well she continues to her locker but the words, they never stop they slowly rip her heart apart and now, there's nothing left she heads to class as tears roll down her cheeks her teachers ask whats wrong just the same as every week and just the same as always she gives a broken smile replies, again, just tired and another lie adds to the pile but it's okay, she thinks soon this will be resolved she has a plan, she writes a note, and soon her pain, it will be gone

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Date: 9/15/2016 11:32:00 PM
KALA C, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT
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Date: 9/13/2016 3:53:00 PM
Kala C., Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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