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Best Poems Written by Kapri Wilmoth

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My Suicide

Again I slide my blade through my pale skin
Blood flows freely from my wrist 
Cuts are scattered across my body
Despair darkens my soul
Empty eyes stare back at me from the mirror 
Fear of what I am becoming wracking my body 
Gripping my arms to stop an endless flow of crimson 
Hearing sobs in the distance 
I then realize they are coming from me
Just as soon as I realize this my knees buckle
Knowing that I am broken beyond repair 
Love will never visit one as broken as me
My hands leave my wrists
Now I just let the blood flow
Once upon a time I had hope
Perhaps if I live I will again
Quietly Death is coming upon me
Rushing to comfort my broken soul
Soothing the pain from my heart and body
Taking me in his warm embrace 
Unlike the living Death gives a safety I have never felt
Very slowly a smile spreads across my face
With arms open wide Death excepts my broken soul
"Xenagogue lead me home"
"Yes child suffer no more,
Zoetic you are not"

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Life and Death

Scattered scars
Deep dark depression 
Trickling tears
Living life lonely 
Leaving life laughing

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The Child That Is Me

There once was child who as sad as sad can be
The child cried many a tear
It cried where no else would see
The child cried alone for many a year

People did laugh at the child who cowered in fear
They would poke and taunt
While the child cried many a tear
The people the child did daunt 

This child did stay as sad as sad can be
This child was chained
The child could never be free
I know because this child is me

The child is me
I have cried many a tear
I have cried alone for oh so many a year
I am as sad as sad can be

The scars in my wrist 
Are records of the taunting
If I were gone I wouldn't be missed
For the people are daunting

And here I will remaining crying my tears
The child that is me
For many years 
I will remain as sad as sad can be

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Free Someday

Scars settle on my wrist, recording all my pain
Blood seeps from the new cuts, flowing gently from my arm
Tears running down my face, as I choke back my sobs
Someday I will be free, from the pain that chains me

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Someday

Left alone I the darkness 
For my sins I must atone
For not meeting your standards I must pay the price
Then someday maybe you will be nice
For your acceptance I plead
But with your denial my heart will bleed
I hide in my room
I hide in my bed
Alone and forgotten with words left unsaid
But maybe someday someone will rescue me
Someone who will love and set me free

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There Was a Girl

There was a girl at 12 years old
She trusted and believed whatever she was told 
Until one day she sought out her friend
It was not a friend she found but a stranger who didn't expect her to make a sound 
He told her lies and reeled her in with deceit 
You see this girl trusted anyone she was to meet
He took her in and sat her down
He tried to touch her but she pushed him away
He tried again she froze and began to pray 
Lord give me the strength to set my self free this is not a place I want to be 
Again she pushed and ran for the door
He grabbed at her feet he wanted more 
She ran home to her momma and pa 
The cops asked repeatedly what she saw
The man went away but the pain was to stay
For he was not the only one that hurt her 
This girl she was bullied from the time she was small
The pain piled up and so did the thoughts to end it all
The girl she lashed out at her family with her fists 
Until one day the pain and guilt was to much to contain
After the violence she washed away the pain
She washed it down with bottles of pills as she thought loneliness kills 
This was first time but not the last that the girl couldn't handle her past
The girl she was 12 when she took up a blade
Instead of lashing out with her fists she recorded her pain on her wrists
The girl is 13 when she is sent far from home to a place that is supposed to heal her brokenness because pain can't be healed with a hug and kiss
9 long months and she then was sent home but the 14 yr old girl remained alone
It was not long before she returned to the blade 
She learned for relief a price must be paid
The girl she was 15 when she tried to end it again
Down went the pills because loneliness kills
When she needed them her family pushed her away 
And it had been a long time since she had friends that came to play
So the pain and anger built up inside 
Until it was to much for her to hide 
She swung her fists and slashed at her wrists 
Until once again she sent far away
After 6 months she was returned home but she wasn't the same
One to many times was she left alone in the rain 
One to many times was she left alone with pain
I will keep up my mask 
I won't let them see what their actions and words do to me
I will not let them in anymore 
It will take a long time to open my hearts door
I am 16 now 
I am still alone with no one on which to lean 
But I will continue to wait for the one who will spend time to heal the me that is broken
The one who will set me free with words unspoken

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The Battle With Depression

I feel unwanted feelings creeping up on me
Soon I will be drowning 
Sorrow 
Fear
Anger
Jealousy 
Isolation 
Despair 
Depression thrives on these emotions 
As I fight to break through to the surface 
Depression wraps her deathly cold fingers around me and pulls me further away from the light shining on the surface 
So I take up a blade and cuts her 
The amount of cuts depends on how strong Depression is
Sometimes it takes only one or two cuts for her to release her grip for a short time 
Other times she will be covered in cuts
After the release I break through the surface 
….…
I put away my blade
And tend my wounds
With one last glances at the girl in the mirror 
One last glance at the girl with barely a flicker of light in her eyes 
One last glance before I put on my mask to hide my battles with a smile

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They Pass Me By

I'm trapped within my own heart
I reach out my through the bars toward the people who pass me
Many don't see but the ones who do look at me with disgust 
Whispering the truths that I don't want to face
I am…
Ugly
Disappointing 
Disgusting 
Unworthy 
A waste of space
These are the truths they whisper
The truths that I try to ignore 
But the swirl around my heart sharp as the blades I drag across my skin 
They shred my heart to pieces as I realize 
No one will ever love my scars 
No one will ever love someone as broken as I 
So I continue to shred my skin so my outside matches my inside 
As the blood pours out so does the pain 
The temporary relief is enough for now 
But I know the day will come when one of those who pass me by will force a knife into my hand and through my heart
And then I will never wake up
And then they will pass by my corpse with fake tears as they pretend not to know what they have done to me

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My Worst Fear

Trapped in the darkness
Wrapped in the pain
No one to trust
They all just left me in the rain
I need a release so I take up my blade
For a little control I know a price must be paid
You're the cause of the blood that flows from my wrists
You're the cause of the tears I cry while clenching my fists
Didn't you know not to abandon me here in the rain
Because my worst fear is being always alone always in pain

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My Blade

Pain cascades over me in waves
Veins calling for the calming sensation 
I grab for the thing that my wrist craves
It slides into my skin 
Like a train into its station, it belongs 
Dark red follows as it departs
My mind slows as the action calms my heart of hearts 
The object of course is my blade
It will always help always come to my aid