Trigger warning
------She holds back the tears
Just to show her strength
But at night she lets them flowShe saves every tear in a glass
And makes a wish upon every drop
Hoping for some sort of hopeBut everyday is the same as the last
Bullies, alone lunches in the stalls, and torturous thoughts
She want to know when it'll all come to and endShe stays strong all day
Not letting any tears fall
Not showing her weaknessBut one day it's to hard for her to handle
She cries in front of everyone
They laugh and call her weakShe runs home
Heads to her room
Plays the music she lovesWhen that doesn't work
She grabs the razor
Cutting her wristAnd when that fails
She finds something to end it all
She grabs the pills, old and newBefore she finishes her life
She writes letter
But they are hate fill or anythingShe writes 'thank you's
And 'I prayed for you every night'
She writes of the good times she hadEnding with
'Don't worry about me
I'm ok now'She finished the last letter
And swallowed all the pills
Her last words were "Save me"Her parents found her dead
And they gave out the letters
As they read their ownAnd planned their daughter's funeral
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The Place Called Tomorrow-COMPLETED
PoetryCollection of poems by me. Random poems to be exact.