"I'm fine" she always said
But inside she really wished she was dead
She smiled in front of every crowd
But the voices were still much to loud
She hid the truth from everyone
But when she was home she wanted to run
Her mother never paid her any mind
Her father was the abusive drunk kind
Her sister wished she'd never been conceived
Her brother was 12 when he O.D.ed
She hated every memory she had
Even the ones that were more good than bad
Nothing she did ever got rid of the pain
She got to use to gloom and rain
Her tears fell silently every night
Everyone ignored her sobs and cries
One day she decided she'd had to much
Life had gotten much to tough
She found her father's gun and cocked it
She pulled the trigger then she dropped it
She fell to the floor in a pool of blood
Her head hit the ground with a loud thud
Her boyfriend walked in and found her that way
his heart shattered in distain
He stayed by her side till they buried her in the ground
there she'll forever sleep making no sound
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Violet Flowers
PoetryMy friends asked me to publish some of my poetry soooooooo here we are.