Poor child.
She gets up at 6 am,
makes sure of herself for a day of Mayhem.
Covers the scars she's created,
grabs her bags and her bracelets,
puts her music on and escapes the world.
She enters a world full of Riddles.
They know who she is,
they know where she lives,
they know what she's done.
But most importantly;
they know what she is.
Poor child.
The riddles are to much for her,
Yet she stays so she can suffer.
But toward the end,
her life has come to a dead end.
She attempts to hold on,
but she isn't so strong.
Poor child.
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this is the second poem i've written. it's not as good as my others will be but remember, i was just beginning.
this was written April 13, 2015
YOU ARE READING
just some words
Poetrypo·em ˈpōəm,pōm noun plural noun: poems a piece of writing that partakes of the nature of both speech and song that is nearly always rhythmical, usually metaphorical, and often exhibits such formal elements as meter, rhyme, and stanzaic structure.
