poetry

their pain

Their pain is like,

the choking games.

That noose around their neck,

as they open their restless eyes to the moon,

hoping for no one to walk in.

The note is written sloppily on the desk,

a bottle of pills,

and a crimson stained razor,

And she KNOWS that love is just danger.

The way that he became more distant,

and refused to touch her,

But she refused these hints,

only to learn the hard way.

So now she stands with a noose around her neck,

and with tear stained eyes,

she drops.

3 seconds.

2 seconds.

1 second.

Done.

The sickening crack of bone,

and the putrid sent of death filling the room.

She finally lost the pain,

but she lost her life aswell.

The next day her mother walks in her room,

only to find a corpse,

and what she left behind.

The bloody fingerprints all around the room,

and the pills spread across the room,

aswell as the noose that took away the most precious thing,

Her daughter.

Her precious little child.

What happened?

Well the thing that happened most,

He,

the love of this precious little girls life,

ran off,

to another,

prettier,

amazing Star.

He left her alone,

and played her like a tool,

only for her to find out,

and break apart.

Her parents could distinguish her fake smile,

and thought nothing had happened.

She hid her pain,

and soon that overtook her,

She gave up on Love,

She gave up on friends,

she gave up on family,

and she gave up on her life.

She thought she wasn't pretty enough, 

nor good enough,

for anyone to love,

So she tied that noose.

Her friends were devastated,

and her family was broken.

Its just not the same without her here.

They'd say,

and break even further.

Pain is not a game.

Pain will hurt,

and tear you apart,

but Just remember.

Someone.

DOES.

love.

you.