The walls all so familiar
Yellow & white
They fit so nice
There is blood on the floor
It’s happened before
A little bit swollen
Just be a good girl
And you won’t feel the pain
Suicide, it’s on my mind
Should I swallow some pills
Or slice these veins
I’m really confused
But I stay through this abuse
He’s never the same
And he’s drinking again
I love him so much
But I can’t bare this pain
It’s too late my heart can’t be erased
This time it over
Because this time I know
I’m not so strange.
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Author:
Raquel G (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Do not know what to say. It is a tragedy for everyone. It requires the whole society to help. Such a heart touching poem.
Thank you
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