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Megan Hanlon Poem
Do you even care.
That I am scared for you.
In what you do.
If you really loved me.
The would actually care.
And not just stare.
You walk around like you know what you are doing.
Like you want to go back to the beginning.
Of your life.
Its to late for that.
You already had your chance.
And now you still don't care.
about what you do.
I'm still here.
wating for you to care.
I want you to see.
That you mean a lot to me.
But you don't even care.
Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006
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Megan Hanlon Poem
Why do you treat me poorly?
All I did was give you my love and trust.
And still you treat me like I am nothing to you.
You go around and flirt with all the girls.
Honestly, it makes me want to hurl.
When you talk to me.
I feel like I am being abused with your words.
All I did was try to be with you.
It seems you don't want me too.
Why do you treat me poorly?
I always do things for you.
Isn't that enough?
Why do you treat me so poorly?
Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006
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Megan Hanlon Poem
She sits in her room.
Thinking she has no purpose in the world.
She has no one to hold.
Her mom drinks.
Her dad died.
Her friends ditched her.
Her mom hits her.
She its on her bed.
Wishing she was dead.
As she takes out the blade.
And puts it on her wrist.
She starts cutting deep into her flesh.
Her blood.
Comes out of her skin.
Shes in pain.
But, won't cry out.
She locks her door.
As she cuts more.
Her blood is now on the pillow.
She keeps cutting.
Instead of wondering.
What she could do with her life.
As they bury her body in the cemetary.
Next to her dad.
Her blood still drips.
Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006
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Megan Hanlon Poem
When your sober.
You are fun.
You are goofy. and dorky.
I love you that way.
When you drink
You are mean.
You scare me.
I don't know what to do when you are drunk.
Do you do it just to have fun?
I love it when you are Sober.
You act a lot older.
When you drink.
It causes me to think.
About who you are.
And why you get into a car.
And drive off to a bar.
Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006
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Megan Hanlon Poem
I seem invisible.
People don't notice me.
I feel like I am just a gohst that is trying to find away home.
I feel like I am an old lady on the side of the street who is homeless.
I feel like I am a dead dog just lying in a corrnor motionless.
Both things I feel people don't seem to notice.
When I speek.
It seems like no one can hear me.
They can't even hear my heart beat.
When I am out of breath.
And need to take a rest.
I fell like I am invisable.
No one can see me.
But I can see them.
People don't care about how I feel.
They don't want to know how I feel.
They don't want to know how I am.
Or who I am.
It seems to me that I am invisable.
Like a gohst trying to find away back home.
Copyright © Megan Hanlon | Year Posted 2006
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