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Wilting Flower

Contributed by Poetic_Flower on Sunday, 9th January 2011 @ 01:30:11 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



That girl that doesn’t smile makes people wonder,
Why she never bothers to laugh
Nobody knows,
How she’s dying in the inside,
Who is blue in more ways than one
Who no longer believes each day is a miracle
Who grew up without a hug from so called parents
All she sees is black and she is not blind
She surfers more than she lets know
Each day she is struggling to live, though she is not sick
The knife is more tempting
The yells more numb
The pain excruciating
She no longer cries, she has no emotion
She is a carefree child
She knows no love
She is a freak
Each second is not valued
She is where the sun does not shine
She is where seeds do not grow
She is where blueberries do not exist
She is where sticks and stones break my bones but words hurt me more
The moon is always black
No hope
No love
No safety
No freedom
For she is alone
Who grew up without a hug from so called parents
Each beating is leaves more than a bruise but a scar that leaves no mark
Each comment makes her believe she is a ant in a beehive
Each argument between momma and poppa affects more than noticed
The Each day she is struggling to live, though she is not sick
knife, so beautiful, sleek, so simple
She believes in no heaven but a hell
So simple, yet so hard
A little seed can grow
Into more and more
So simple
No one will remember her
For she is forgettable
She feels nothing as silver pierces her skin
She is slipping
She is fading
In her coffin where no one can see
She is smiling for alas
She is in peace




Copyright © Poetic_Flower ... [ 2011-01-09 13:30:11]
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Re: Wilting Flower (User Rating: 1 )
by DjFreshmatic on Sunday, 9th January 2011 @ 02:02:55 PM AEST
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great piece of poetry, keep writing =)


Re: Wilting Flower (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 10th January 2011 @ 11:03:55 AM AEST
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This is heart breaking but great writing.
welcome to YPDC.
I hope to reading something on the positive side from you someday..
I'm sure you'd be missed more than you can ever know.
Huggs, blessings, prayer,
emy




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