this was typed on my phone at 1:40 in the morning
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I feel like the ground is being pulled out from beneathe me
everywhere i look there is someone trying to break me
my friends they dont do anything to assist me
my family is my prosecutor
i hear laughter ring out from up above me
everyone around take turns twisting the knife slowly
they twist slowly ,deep into my soul
as the blood starts to pour out of me i see their smiling
faces
i know my fate but still i fight
their ripping me apart painfully slow
the phyiscal pain does nothing to mask the emotional
i cant understand why this is happening
what have i done to deserve this cruel,cruel fate
my heart starts to beat slower
soon they will have what they always wanted no more kayla
as my eyes start to get heavy
i know that i will die soon
my fate has been sealed awhile ago
just as i start to drift into unconsciousnes
i hear a small quiet voice calling my name
the deeper i drift ,the louder it gets
its getting louder
until suddenly i find Im in a classroom
with my bestfriend looming over me
just a dream i say
and go back to life
back into my facade
i put back on my perfect smile
the smile that hides everything
the smile that shows none of my inner torment
i have to go back to life
back to the loneliness that feel
back to being the perfect daughter
no one knows how i feel
they gladly except my facade with welcoming arms
no one cares how i feel on the inside
they would gladly be ignorant of my inner turmoil
as long as i get the grades, make the friends, and remain perfect they are proud
but its killing me slowly on the inside
YOU ARE READING
My fate
PoetryA girl is getting prosecuted by her friends and family. But, there is a twist at the end that explains a little bit about the poem.