People laugh at suicide
Like its our faults we don't wanna live
They say we cut for attention
That we starve our selfs just to look nice for them
Little do you know how our hearts suffer
How Our minds are screaming from depression
Are souls are black from our sadness
And our faces are melting away with our tears
She's dying inside her heart slowly quitting
The pain making each day harder to live
She ties the rope tighter as
she takes her last breath
Cause Daddy liked to drink
And mother liked to scream
She took her life to escape from them
Maybe now they'll see
If they saw her now
Her small body on the ground
Her parents utterly confused
Is it still a joke now?
YOU ARE READING
The tears I cry
PoetrySociety is a nasty little queen. This is a book of poetry I've written most of this is deep and dark.
