Banging for the fifth time,
I know there's something wrong.
Screaming for the tenth time,
I knocked down the door.
And then I saw her,
I saw her dead.
Took her own life,
For some stupid words.
This wasn't supposed to happen,
This isn't the way out.
Please tell me this isn't happening,
I can't handle the sight.
As I watch her funeral,
This isn't right.
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Poems
PoetryThere is not one day that goes by where I don't overthink. •Thoughts ~ Thinking_Thinking Written - By me Started - 12.08.2017 Ended- On going
