Sad Poetry – Let Me Fall

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Let me fall to the cold ground

Let me make my final sound

Let me drain onto the floor

I don’t want to live like this any more…

 

In Rage – Micro Poetry

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I tore out of my cage

Blacked out in rage

Now let me watch

You fade away…

 

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A Girl Named Dread

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They gave her the nickname “Dread”
Because when she walked the halls
She looked completely dead
Her eyes were black and empty
Her sweater wet from tears
She begged and pleaded
For them to stop whispering
About every move she made
She cut holes on her long sleeves
To place around her thumb
To hide the injuries up and down her arm
She knew how to deny her sadness
She walked with a fake smile
No one knew she was planning
An escape from life
She wrote her last words down on a brick
Outside by her childhood tree house
Stating that she was just tired of pretending
That she wasn’t torn apart
She wrote that she decided to turn to dust
To finally feel like she was part of the Earth.

Poem – Jumped

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Dreaming of you next to me again

Under the pouring rain

You always thought life

Was just a game

So you played spontaneously

With everything you did

Wishing I could just see you

One last time

But your already far gone

You believed you could fly

So you jumped without any fear

And now you are no longer here

With me and it hurts terribly

Wishing I could just be

Where you are

 

Poem – End My Life

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What do I do in a time like this
All I wish is for it to end
Hard to pretend
I am going insane
Within my head
Feeling drained
I would rather be dead
Than to continue
This endless pain
Feeling used
What do I do
In a time like this
Waiting for the night
I decide to end my life
So I can stop
All the thoughts
I am forever drowning in

Poem – Death at Twenty-Three

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she’s feeling faint
becoming pale
her mind diminishing
her skin frail

losing her hair
as she’s lying there
without a care
all she does is stare

it was tough
to watch her fade
on her last days
she decayed drastically

it was hard
to leave her side
once they announced
her final breath

i couldn’t believe
just at the age of twenty-three
my friend could be
taken away from me
so easily

Poetry – Final Prayer

Her eyes filled with endless tears

As she laid on the cold bare floor

Wondering why God gave her this life

Wishing she didn’t  exist

Hearing the door open again

Waiting for her next beating

She has to stay mute

Although in her mind she’s screaming

Waiting for her last night

She knows she can’t continue this fight

Her skin feels so fragile

As she puts on her pajamas

She prays to God one last time

Begging him for this to end

She curls up on the cold surface

Closes her sodden eyes

God realizes he made a mistake

And granted her final prayer

She flew with the angels

A minute past midnight

When she met God

He tells her he is sorry

He has no control over

All the evil in the World