she couldn't handle the pain
couldn't handle no love
had no angels
watching her from above
just a 13-year old girl
with no hope ahead
so she cut her wrists
and watched as the bled
it hurt so badly
yet felt so good
she was the only one
who truly understood
the lies that surrounded her
her parents never there
her two faced friends
no one seemed to care
living this 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 wrist
it was an awful sight
she had nothing to gain
and nothing to lose
she was hurt emotionally
battered and bruised
she felt hopeless
in never ending pain
she had so many people
for whom she blamed
so on the night
she did herself a favor
when she cut herself
with that razor
she then went all the way
and slowly she left
she chose not to live
and turned to death
this all is what happened
everything here that I wrote
I know this because
this was her suicide note
YOU ARE READING
Poems and thoughts (completed)
PoetryI did not write all of these, but some I did. This was my 2013 depressive stage, but don't worry, I'm living a good life now. Never lose hope. Needless to say these poems are very depressing and do have triggers in them, so read with caution. Mess...
