Blind Poem by Twisted Rose

Blind



People see me, but they don’t care
They don’t even see my despair
They just care about their own busy life
They don’t care that I’m hiding a knife
I can walk into a room and not be seen at all
Though I am around 5’ 7” feet tall
People don’t see, they just hate
They just cannot relate
That is why, with this rope at my throat
I’m going to leave my suicide note

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Candace Johnson 19 May 2009

wow...deep...keep standing tall...you make it through great write 10+

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