She was always happy, had a very beautiful smile
but only she knew it would only last a while.
Each day she fought to stay strong
and nobody knew anything was wrong.
Her demons, self-esteem, and confidence got in the way
it never mattered, no one ever cared what she had to say.
Tears stream down her cheeks as she cries
only because she was tired of the lies.
Even in a room full of people, no one heard her screams
she fights, punches, and kicks in her dreams.
No matter what she does, she doesn't feel good enough
often she tells herself this is too tough.
She is broken, sad, lonely, and scared
because she was too busy thinking people didn't even care.
Her trust has been broken, her heart is in pieces
as beautiful as she is, her life is decreasing.
Today, she is numb to the bone
but god has told her it's not time to come home.
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Broken, Sad, Alone
PoetryThis is dedicated to my best friend. I wish you were still here. Not a day goes by that I am not thinking about you. Another BEAUTIFUL angel was gained. Anyone who has lost a friend or anyone to suicide you are not alone. They are always with us. I...
