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Jesse Robbins Poem
This is a poem about how I have felt since my brother killed himself.
Since my brother died,
I have felt dead inside.
I try not to cry,
and to my heart I try
to lie.
I don't know what to do about how I feel,
I want to think it's not real.
I want to think its all a lie,
with all this I want to die.
I don`t know what to do,
I want my emotions to be
through. I cant believe he
killed himself, and did not think
of anyone else.
He left a note that my dad read,
but did not say what it said.
He was hanging there in a noose,
the my dad pulled him loose.
In hopes he would survive,
my dad tried to revive.
But he was already dead,
my poor dads heart turned to
lead. This we try to get through,
but its so hard to do. I cant
do this anymore, I want to knock on heavens
door.
Copyright © Jesse Robbins | Year Posted 2009
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Jesse Robbins Poem
everyone wants to be cool,
the popular kid in school.
But all it does is make you mean,
or make you think you are better
then a king or queen.
It makes you think that your all
that, and that you are phat.
But it will never last,
it will go away so fast.
You may turn into a smut,
and just want to be known for the
classes you cut. As an adult you
may not know what to do,
if you had always been spoiled through and
through. You may go for fame,
but try so hard you are pathetic and
lame. You might go on the streat to
beg for something to eat, because you dont
know what to do cause being pampered
is all you went through.
You may be cool at the time,
but it will be over quicker then this rhyme .
Copyright © Jesse Robbins | Year Posted 2009
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