Lucy Is Lucid

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  • Dedicated to To the people being bullied. Stay Strong.
                                    

Lucy is Lucid

Lucid is dead

No one can see her,

No one can help her,

She doesn't know where to go,

Does she belong here anymore? She really doesn't know.

Pacing back and forth,

Infront of her mother's favorite grocery store.

Does her family miss her?

Why wouldn't they listen to her?

Lucy was Lucid

Lucy was clear

Lucy was invisible,

Such a sweet dear,

No one listened,

No one cared.

Now she is dead,

And so very scared.

They should have helped her, 

They should have seen,

The people that bullied her,

They were so very mean.

She couldn't quite remember,

Who she had been.

Back in December, 

Before Christmas did end.

They threatened poor little Lucy,

But the wounds,

No one could mend.

She had had enough,

Poor Lucid Lucy,

She thought she was tough,

But at this wretched game, She was loosing.

When her mother and father decided,

That they were to busy to listen,

Taken care of he baby brother,

Leading her to be so misguided.

She could no longer take it,

Being so lonely, 

Poor Lucid Lucy,

So she decided to run away. 

Barely a mile away,

The bullies decided it was their turn to play

They pulled out a gun,

Poor Lucid Lucy,

She began to run.

She couldn't breathe,

Or make it any farther away,

So she stopped and turned around,

Lucid Lucy, She wanted to be brave.

What she didn't realize,

She was standing in the middle of the highway,

Realized a little to late,

Then everything started to fade away.

Poor Lucid Lucy,

Doesn't wanna go,

She wants to stay.

She should not have died that day,

She should not have died that way.

Poor Lucid Lucy,

Would never be seen,

Never be helped,

No one to guide her,

Then Poor Lucid Lucy came across some one who could see her,

Her name was Darlene.

No more poor Lucid Lucy,

For now she was seen.

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So, i have this poem in my old poem book on here. But it's like, the best one I have written, so I think. i love it. I hope you do too!

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