Daisy Tyrrell
Daisy Tyrrell,
A girl who feels bleak,
Daisy Tyrrell,
A girl I'd love to meet.
Her poetry tells her story
Of anguish, pain and hurt,
Of cutting her beautiful skin
Allowing her blood to spurt.
Her scars she tries to hide,
On body, in her mind,
From all her friends and family,
How I wish she wasn't blind.
Each life is a blessing
And Gods given her a skill,
She has a way with words
One she mustn't kill.
So Daisy put away your knife,
Use your pen instead
Write down all those feelings
That race around your head.
Share with a professional,
Someone to bring relief
For life is oh so wonderful
On the other side of grief.
Daisy Tyrrell,
A girl who feels bleak,
Daisy Tyrrell,
A girl whose talent is unique.
Your poetry has touched my heart dear Daisy.
Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017
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