Look into her eyes and tell me what you see. Do you see The darkness. The death. The pain. The fear.
Don't stop to think. Just look deep into her eyes you will see her drowning in her own thought of life. The thought of wanting to end a life god has created. The life that she once cherished.
Now blink!
Now snap back to reality and think of all the things that she's been threw to create The pain, The battles she once tried to stop, The arguments she once tried to avoided.
The things that keep pulling her down like a anchor attached to a boat as the water starts to arise, or is it that she's getting pulled closer to the end of life.
Being who she wishes to be,but judged by those around her.
Thousands of thoughts and thousands of voices telling her to give up. But it's all in her mind and the reality that god put in front of her is blinded by the delves darkness.
The darkness that you see in her eyes the pain that reflects off her broken mirror is now the image she sees. The tears fall slowly like a start of a Summer shower. The blood drips from her arms as she has giving up on life itself .
No one stops.
Her heart is stone cold black.! her soul and body lie on the floor looking up at the heaven gates, But No they weren't ready. They didn't have enough time they didn't get to experience the life they imagined. Her life was gonna in a blink of an eye.
Now blink!
She was gone in a quick second.
I didn't get to say goodbye. I never told her how beautiful her smile was and how white her teeth were .
She was amazing.
Only if she would of known. As i stared into her eyes I seen pain, but never knew what from. I see fear, but always thought it was from not letting go.
I seen someone BROKEN, But she was the broken you could not fix. She was the broken that had BROKEN written all over her face.
As I lay in the grass looking up at the heaven gates I wish nothing but to see her face. The smile I cherish and them beautiful eyes I once looked in. The pain I have I can assure you i would never wish upon an enemy.
I blink to make sure I'm still alive because the longer I stare up at the heaven gates.... wishing I was their.
I stop breathing.
As if I was put in a casket with nothing left but the movement of my eyes .
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I am astounded and saddened at the darkness displayed by the young in their poetry! The hopelessness! One can only hope it will change for the better as they make their way through life.
I am not a depressed person just wanted to share my poetry.
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dont stop girl, its yur poem, you got it going
She is innocent.
If only she knew this.
If only she could believe this.
She is innocent.
We are all innocents.
Innocence smiles.
Innocence laughs.
Innocence understands.
Innocence empathizes,
and embraces
and heals.
WELCOME TYNIKA ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ excellent in structure and very poignant and true in SUBJECT. I work in College wit students aged 16 to 30 and many of them are under peer and community stress. We do council thm (M & F) about self-harm and drugs etc ~ but for some it is too late ! Thanks for caring & sharing ~ BRIAN ~ UK.
I just read the other comments and yours as well where you say that you are NOT depressed. This is what makes a good writer: Imagination!!!!
Congratulations on a wonderful poem.
Thank you
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