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The gut wrenching pain
The mind numbing feel
The taste of disdain
If only this were unreal.
The smiles are now gone
Blows become known
The voice a dark tone
The fear has now shown.
The blood on my lips
The cough on my breath
The pain in my hips
I feel now like death.
My body cold now like snow
If only I would have known
My esteem could get so low
Sooner, I would have flown.
The mind numbing feel
The taste of disdain
If only this were unreal.
The smiles are now gone
Blows become known
The voice a dark tone
The fear has now shown.
The blood on my lips
The cough on my breath
The pain in my hips
I feel now like death.
My body cold now like snow
If only I would have known
My esteem could get so low
Sooner, I would have flown.
Literature
Suicide-child abuse awareness
I hear them SHOUTING
I'm sat on the stairs
I want it to end
But know it won't
My mummy's crying
Daddy h i t her
My brothers drunk
And he hurt me with words
I run to the window
I know it's open
I close my eyes
And dive outside
My name is Hope
I am 5
Tonight I commited suicide.
Literature
This Pain
Tears roll down my face,
As I cut myself,
To release the pain.
It hurts so much,
But feels so good.
The pain is draining from me,
In drops of blood.
As I watch my pain leave from me,
I think,
"How can this be,
That I have so much pain
When I'm only merely 16?".
Then I remember the past that I've had,
Memories of yelling,
slamming doors,
all the awful scars.
I've cried too much,
I've hated so many,
That I don't think people will ever get me.
I come back from my world of thoughts
And realize that I've bled too much,
It's all over the counter,
It's becoming messy,
But I don't care.
I just want this pain out of me.
I'm
Literature
Abuse
There was a girl in a suburban town,
So beautiful,
Her hair was brown.
Friends with everyone,
With her,
Life was fun.
Day after day,
In sweet teenage bliss,
No one would guess,
that she feels like this.
Never a frown,
No one would guess her life was crashing down.
No one could guess she was being beat,
Or the fate that she would meet.
She always had on her sleeves,
And always walked away fast as she leaves.
I never would've known of the bruise...
And then one day she was on the news.
It said:
"Today in a suburban town
A girl has died..."
Her hair was brown.
Her dad had beat her till she died.
Yet there is no
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