She can't handle the pain
Couldn't handle no love
Had no angels
Watching her from above
Just a 15 year old girl
With no hope ahead
So she cut her wrists
And watched as they bled
It hurt so badly
Yet felt so good
She was the only one
Who truely understood
The lies that surround her
Her parents never there
Her two friends
Nobody seemed to care
Living the life
She could no longer handle
She hung herself
As her feet dangled
Her face turned blue
The rest of her body white
The cuts on her wrists
What an awful sight
She had nothing to gain
And nothing to lose
She was hurt emotionally
Battered and bruised
She felt hopeless
A never ending pain
She had so many people
For whom she blamed
So on that night
She did herself a favor
When she cut herself
With that razor
She went all the way
And she slowly left
She chose not to live
And turned to death
This is al that happened
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryDon't fall into the trap of believing everything is alright when you know it isn't