3 poems

627 15 4
                                    

she slid against the door

fell slowly

to the floor

as the light faded from her eyes

she whispered a final goodbye

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

you see

my problem is

society wont stop choking me

and telling me

to breathe

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

farewell everybody

I have always wanted

to be loved and beautiful

and now

I will be known as the beloved girl

who was beautiful

and died a tragic death

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Poems and thoughts (completed)Where stories live. Discover now