My Secret Poem by jaimee symon
My Secret
you come home from school crying
and you dont know what to do
you seriously feel like dieing
and you dont know who to talk to
you run up to your room
and lock the door behind you
you get the knife from under your bed
and let the blade pierce through
blood starts to flow everywhere
and you dont even panic
because you are so focused
on the pain you are going manic
your mother comes into your room
becuase she heard you cry
she stands there in horror
as she watches her daughter die
no this didnt happen it almost did im 13 i realised i still have alot to live for
Very good writing and emotional... I like the mother being almost detached and not part of the scene.... baby, baby...
i can see everything before my eyes i just hope this didn't really happen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:56:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A sad story that is reality to so many people. Thanks for sharing Peace Soul