Sad But True Poem by Sydne Morris

Sad but true

She hides behind her bed
Her throbbing head against the wall
Thinking about her family
They all died in a fire she started

Uncontrollable tears rolling down this girl’s face
What have I done
She thinks as screams and yells come from her brand new door in her brand new house

Every part of her wants to sleep the night away
But the sandman will enter her dreams
Taking her back to the day it happened
A place full of death and sorrow
That’s not her key out of the horror

Finally the teary eyed girl picks herself off the floor from behind her bed
She opens the door without another choice

The monsters outside attack this girl
Slamming hard to the ground
Blood dripping down on her body
From her face
The pain hits like knives oh so cold

Slowly she crawls to the bathroom
The mirror shows her terrifying image
Cut up permanently
The knife in the drawer is her only friend now

However she can’t face her family now
So she puts the knife back
Realizing she has to deal with life
All of this is sad but true

Dedicated to all the kids who live in fear