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ending.
written by lostinamirror11:17 PM 3/9/05The pressure is starting to build up.
I can feel my muscle tightening.
I can't take those words anymore.
The kids at school are so harsh.
Each name has its own scar.
Each day the cuts get deeper.
Each sigh is a day nearer, a day closer to my death date.
It's all arranged I have my chosen knife.
I told my parents I love them.
They stared blanky.
They looked confussed.
I don' think they understood, it was my hidden goodbye.
I couldn't tell them i was leaving, never to return.
I couldn't bare to see the look on their face.
I love them dearly it's not their fault.
They blame themselves for my missery.
I can't bare putting them through this.
They hate my expression.
They always ask me to smile.
They are afraid of the monster i have become.
I don't like the person i have become.
She is evil and heartless.
That is why this is my goodbye. |
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