Written When I Was 15 ( ' She ' In the poems is me )
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Since she was little, she only had hope,
no love, no encouragement, no support to cope.
Her life turned from happy to totally confused
She failed her all because she was abused.
Every night she cried for a better tomorrow,
but little did she know, the morning only brought her more sorrow.
Day by day she was turning into a rebel but no-one could understand why,
her temporary smile, her fake laugh, would cover up her painful cry.
Why didn't he trust her? Nobody knows.
Why did he enjoy watching his own daughter suffer to grow?
This was her short story, a bit of ink on white paper,
But the reality she suffered, people didn't realise till later.
Lying across the floor, gagging for a peaceful last breath,
Screaming " Don't save me! " She shouted " just let me meet death! "
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That's all I ever wanted.. Death, Death, Death.
What I never understood was that it's not just a simple word...
What does death mean?
' The act of dying; the end of life; the total and permanent cessation of all the vital functions of an organism...
extinction; destruction: It will mean the death of our hopes. '
Was this actually what I wanted?...
~ Skylar x
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