!star--girl!
26-06-2005, 05:40 PM
This is one of my poems... i wrote it some days ago... here it is:
this is the story of a girl
the happiest girl in the world
always the one with a friend
the girl who would always lend a hand
the one who would dry your tears
and chase away your fears
turn your grey skys blue
when you didn't know what else to do
she'd do anything for you
but when it came to helping herself
she never knew how
she turned to razors and ropes
the only way she knew how to cope
at night she'd cry alone in her bed
remembering what everyone had said
"what a happy girl you are
bright smile upon your lips
what a bright young mind you have
and gorgious flowing brown hair that flips
with the turn of your head"
what a lie all of that is she thought
my smile is a cover to hide my heartache
my mind is hurting me its slowing going to rot
and my hair is the very attribute i most hate!
she never knew why she felt this way
she never understood why she always hid
all her pain, hate and guilt
for her confidence maybe?
she's done so well for it to be built
now she would worry no more
she dryed her eyes took one deep breath
contemplating which way she'd like best to go
how should she go about her death?
a rope, a gun, a knife?
all weapons to take her life.
she took one last look at the girl
everyone seems to love
stared into the mirror
at the reflection
of deceiveing perfection
feeling like she had
no more strength to go on
she reached for her knife
to finally end her painful life
in her chest the blade went
choking and caughing
on her very own blood
she fell to the ground
wishing and pleading to be found
she was realizing what she had done
when it was all to late
"what have I done?
I'm not ready to go
I still have way too much
to go through,
I'm too young to die
please don't let me die.
why did I do this?"
This is the story of a girl
that everyone thought
was the happiest girl in the world
tortured to death inside
haunted by depression in her mind
no-one seemed to realize the way she felt
and now for her its too late
her life is over not able to clear the hate
this shouldn't have been her fate.
this is the story of a girl
the happiest girl in the world
always the one with a friend
the girl who would always lend a hand
the one who would dry your tears
and chase away your fears
turn your grey skys blue
when you didn't know what else to do
she'd do anything for you
but when it came to helping herself
she never knew how
she turned to razors and ropes
the only way she knew how to cope
at night she'd cry alone in her bed
remembering what everyone had said
"what a happy girl you are
bright smile upon your lips
what a bright young mind you have
and gorgious flowing brown hair that flips
with the turn of your head"
what a lie all of that is she thought
my smile is a cover to hide my heartache
my mind is hurting me its slowing going to rot
and my hair is the very attribute i most hate!
she never knew why she felt this way
she never understood why she always hid
all her pain, hate and guilt
for her confidence maybe?
she's done so well for it to be built
now she would worry no more
she dryed her eyes took one deep breath
contemplating which way she'd like best to go
how should she go about her death?
a rope, a gun, a knife?
all weapons to take her life.
she took one last look at the girl
everyone seems to love
stared into the mirror
at the reflection
of deceiveing perfection
feeling like she had
no more strength to go on
she reached for her knife
to finally end her painful life
in her chest the blade went
choking and caughing
on her very own blood
she fell to the ground
wishing and pleading to be found
she was realizing what she had done
when it was all to late
"what have I done?
I'm not ready to go
I still have way too much
to go through,
I'm too young to die
please don't let me die.
why did I do this?"
This is the story of a girl
that everyone thought
was the happiest girl in the world
tortured to death inside
haunted by depression in her mind
no-one seemed to realize the way she felt
and now for her its too late
her life is over not able to clear the hate
this shouldn't have been her fate.