She sits alone
In her pool of red
Her own personal safe haven
She listens to her parents yelling
Adding more to her pool
Some for the fighting
Some for the ones who
Don't understand
Some for those who
Don't listen
The boyfriend who doesn't
Believe in her
The father that calls her
Fat
The mother who calls her
Stupid
All reasons for her
Pool of red to
Grow
The minutes tick by
Her pool continues to grow
It won't stop
She wants help
But no one
Listens
It's too late
Soon enough her
Pool of red
Became a
Sea she drifted
Away in
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Poetry
PoetryI'm not very good with poetry but I wanted to try it and see how it worked out
