Each day and each hour,
Spoke the girl with power.
People commit suicide,
They hide cuts and they cry.
The day they go they make us question
Why?
We try to understand she said,
As she turned off the tv and headed off to bed.
Lifeless and pained by others who didn't understand,
Time to do something she planned.
She payed her bills and fed the cat,
She did the cleaning and put her slippers on the mat.
She closed the door to her cold dark room,
As the moon light beams in to clear up such gloom.
Her pale skin and cracked lips took the last sip of her tea,
As her mind then set sail like ships on the sea.
Her eyes watered and tasted of salt,
As her phone rang and she ignored the call.
The pills drained her thoughts and faded her sight,
As she drew on the wall sweet dreams,
Goodnight.
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Dark poems and depressing moments
PoetryWarning: If your sensitive to the following (drugs, tired, blood, suicide, emotions, cutting, pain, insanity, depression, anxiety, fear, etc.) please read no further and this is not meant to encourage these warnings. also this is not to give any ide...
