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Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, While Words Will Always Hurt Me

Nothing is turning out like I wanted it to. Everything is now black and blue. Wrist cut up with a sharp blade. Blood rushing out like it's being made. Thoughts of death running through my mind. Nothing is clear to me, I am blind. What's going on? Scissors are suddenly being drawn. My end is near. I can see it start to appear. What you thought were funny jokes. Made me want to choke. Prank calls, blocked messages, statuses all calling me names. You all have caused me so much pain. Whore, ****, *****, cow, fat, ugly reappearing in my head. I don't know what to do anymore but lay in my bed. Who am I supposed to turn to? I have no one but you. I dream at nights about not being here anymore. I don't think I'm a whore. I have a plan now. Explain it to me now. I've got a gun. It's all been done. I'm leaving now. Goodbye everyone, Goodbye forever.

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Charles Henderson

Date: 3/14/2013 12:27:00 AM

Hope this was totally fiction. No one should be able to call someone Whore, slut, *****, cow, fat, ugly and be given the satisfaction of being believed. People like that are not worth answering.

Breanna Curry
Date: 3/14/2013 10:26:00 AM

I 100% agree with you! I never answere them I just delete it. But thank you.

Nicolas Caruso

Date: 3/13/2013 10:29:00 PM

You shouldn't harm yourself. You have such talent that should not rest in a coffin. It should be shared with people who care for you. I hope to read more from you. Take care.

Breanna Curry
Date: 3/14/2013 10:23:00 AM

Thank you so much! I have in the past and finally found the power and found something else to keep me from harming myself. Also you will deffenitly be reading more of my poems, I'm working on one right now.

Painted Hunter

Date: 3/13/2013 11:16:00 AM

This is a very painful poem...and sad, but much good poetry comes from pain...and this is good. Put down the gun and pick up the pen. Just let those dark thoughts flood the paper because you can shine from it. Welcome to the soup!....I hope you post again soon.

Breanna Curry
Date: 3/14/2013 10:25:00 AM

I agree a lot of amazing poetry comes from pain. Thank you for the welcome!