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Stephanie Kennedy Poem
Because you loved me and I loved you,
Our love, I thought, would always be true.
I have always loved you, I always will.
For you I’d die, for our love I would kill.
You took advantage, you threw it away.
That’s not the kind of games I play.
For all the times you’ve now broken my heart,
For the many miles that we’re now apart,
I’ll look in my heart for some way to forgive,
Though you used to be my only reason to live.
Our love, to me, seemed like it shined.
Yet those awful thoughts hang there, stuck in my mind.
The love that I gave was special - like magic.
Who would have known it would turn out this tragic?
If I could make you understand and bring you to see
That I thought you cared. I thought you loved me.
I wanted it to work, I wanted to stay,
But giving up my pride, what a price to pay.
Where would you go, what would you do
If I said to you right now that I never loved you?
Although my heart has been filled with shame,
I’ve found that I’m not the one to blame.
When I think about you putting all those lies in my head
I get so furious! I can’t help but see red.
You say I shouldn’t go, that I mustn’t leave,
Well, what should I do? Just make believe?
If you still can’t see what you’ve done to my mind,
Don’t act like nothing’s happened and everything’s fine.
But thanks again for the good times we shared.
If only you loved me. If only you cared.
Copyright © Stephanie Kennedy | Year Posted 2008
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Stephanie Kennedy Poem
These spinning thoughts are stuck in my head,
They’re evil and painful - impossible to shed.
I can’t seem to tolerate my life anymore.
Everything is so dark, everything I abhor.
It seems as though I’m starting to lose touch.
This pain and these voices are becoming too much.
My soul has been stolen and taken away.
How can I take this even one more day?
Thoughts of death keep flashing at me.
If I ended it now would I finally be free?
Would all of this darkness finally be gone
Or would my pain and sadness just linger on?
All of this darkness is making me numb.
From where has this pain and suffering come?
I’ve decided to end what I used to adore.
This life that I lead I can live with no more.
Copyright © Stephanie Kennedy | Year Posted 2008
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Stephanie Kennedy Poem
Suicidal thoughts, suicidal prayers.
Who gives a damn? Nobody cares.
I’ve brought myself up to be what I will.
Now just to keep life, I’m forced to kill.
I’ve been so alone as long as I know.
Just as I pleased, I could come and go.
Now this lifestyle I lead is simply too much -
A drug-induced daze - reality I can’t touch.
I’d be better off dead, but this should I choose?
I can’t win either way. Dead or alive I lose.
This world won’t accept me, should I choose to stay,
But this world wouldn’t miss me. I’m no one either way.
I’m merely a wanderer who gets dreadful stares.
And all that I’m left with are suicidal prayers.
Copyright © Stephanie Kennedy | Year Posted 2008
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