16 Poem by Jeanna Dentmon

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The hot tears sliding down each cheek
The waves of fear within her heart
A new home is what she seek
But they pulled her back into the dark

Ohh the pain of a sixteen year old heart

Alone is all she will ever feel
No ambition running in her veins
The whole in her heart may never heal
Everything hidden and trapped by pain

Ohh the pain of a sixteen year old heart

Tired eyes from mourning and crying
Hoping that she will be found again
Too much agony, she's slowly dying
The coldness rushed over her skin

Ohh the pain of sixteen year old heart

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is what I've felt like every since I've lost my my when I was twelve. I am sixteen now and you would thing I would be over it but it's a long process. Depression is very common in the teenage world and sometimes it ends in suicide. I am glad I'm not one of those teens because I believe there has to be another way out. I believe everyone has a way out of it.
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