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Hailee Burkett Poem
The words never said
There are many words people may never say , maybe because they're afraid
Or don't know how to put them in a way that it won't tear out the others heart and leave them to bleed.
They often quote a short verse and it goes “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”
Which is no longer true for me.
The sticks and stones turned to loaded guns and the words turned to the triggers
And when the words were weak but cut so deep inside I turned the loaded guns into razors
,the words became my excuse
And they became my escape ,from this horrible place.
My skin became the paper and it carved the words that they say
I use to smile in my pictures
And you use to compliment my looks
But now that everything I touch seems to break or leave
I lost my smile and found blade
I lost my happiness and depression welcomed me in ,with arms open. Except the arms where guns and the welcoming gift was bullets it even had instructions on how to do it
Once you started to realize where your mind had gone to it was pretty much the end for you. You could as for treatment and if they gave it , take them all at once it's sure to solve it all.
Hailee burkett
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Warned
My teacher warned me that boys act mean if they like you but not that they will say they love you and then beat the shit out of you My doctor warned me that staying up late playing games isn't healthy, but not that I won't be able to sleep because i can't stop crying my mom warned me about drugs ruining your life, but not that they are the only thing that makes you feel alive
My dad was never around and so my mom warned me that he was dangerous
My sister warned me that having sex gets you pregnant, but not that the boy you think loves you only wants you for it.
My family warned me and said not to talk to people on the internet but not that most of the time there the only ones there when you are breaking down in the middle of the night
My friends warned me that if I wasn't pretty enough no one would love me , but not that even if you are considered pretty that your mind plays tricks and makes you think that you're not.
My poems warned me that I'm depressed but didn't give me the strength to tell them to people.
My point is people tell you things just to make sure you don't get hurt but the thing is it just gets worse.
Hailee burkett
8-15-16
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I know you fell in love with the girl that always seemed to be happy
And I know that you loved me more before I told you what had happened..
I'm so sorry for the times I kept you up because I was trying to end my life , I'm sorry for the times I left scars on my thighs
I know I'm not beautiful, or smart.
I cry myself to sleep because I'm falling apart, I can't hold on much longer my hands are tired from having to hold my broken heart.
This life I have been living just never seems to have a good start. I can't tell you how many times I've held all the pills and my hand and cried by myself in the dark.
I hate myself because I know I'm not beautiful and I'm sure the reason he's only with me is so I'll stay breathing , but I can't breath when there's a tear in my heart and my lungs full of smoke ,I'm just waiting for the day I'm hanging from the rope and it's so tight around my throat
Hailee burkett
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