She always had a bright young smile.Everyone thought she was the happiest of girls, but they were oh so wrong.She'd wake up every morning look in the mirror and say "It will all get better." but it never did.Then she would head downstairs and eat with her 'perfect' family, after that she'd walk upstairs to her private bathroom and purge out her stomach contents intel she was gagging. She'd then put a fake smile and head right out the door, into the scary world that she feared ooh so much.
School was a living hell for her poor soul, no matter how hard she tried she would always find a way to fuck it up somehow. That's not all she has to worry about, she was bullied on day to basis. "Whore, slut, fat, pig, stupid." were the words floating around her head. She would go to the bathroom but not for the reasons you would think, she'd go in there to cut herself, vomit, and to cry. So that she could try a numb the pain but it didn't work anymore.
After school she'd walk home sleeves rolled down and those awful word craved into her already scarred skin. Her parents were never home even when they were home they would ignore her. This time she was done with all the crying, cutting, vomiting, bullying and abandonment. So she took matters into her hands, she ran a hot bath got into some comfy clothes, picked a nicer outfit, and wrote a note explaining everything.
She slowly sat in the warm water, grabbed a razor blade that she had gotten from a broken shaver. She slowly ran the blade over her wrist taking her time and making sure they were deep, then repeated it on her other wrist. Her eyes began to fill with tears, they weren't tears of sorrow but tears of joy. This was the first and last time she would ever be filled with joy.
Her parents finally came home only to find their baby girl fast asleep. The next day later the school finds out about her death, all the people that bullied her were now crying and saying they cared about her. When in reality she was a nobody in their eyes and everyone knew that.
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PoetryRandom Poems I made. Warning most of them are about death, sadness, cutting stuff like that. So if you are triggered by that type of stuff then don't read it plz, on that not I hope you like them and tell me what I need to improve my poems.
