A little girl
once lived by me.
Each hair a curl,
pink dress flowing free.
I watched her grow up
as far back as my memory goes.
Then her world went corrupt,
and her life was no longer what her mother chose.
Her life went wrong,
and she fell down.
Each day was too long,
and all we ever saw was her frown.
Until the day
she closed her tired eyes,
her soul went astray,
and silenced were her cries.
One last breath to take,
And the shot is suicide.
The final decision is hers to make.
Lifeless she falls at her bedside.
The wind blows,
and she's finally free.
What nobody knows,
is that girl was me.
-rachelleeashlee<3.
So sad, Rachelle. But, as hard as it seems your life has been, and I know so little, you are still here. What that means is you are a tough bugger!! You are so young still and there is much to see and do. As the years come and go, you will be able to meet new roads and the choices they bring you can lead to something good. Really, it can!! Stick with things, no matter how bad it seems now.
ReplyDeleteThis was a really strong and evocative poem, by the way. It definitely conjures up emotion and feeling.
Thank you. Sommetimes it really feels like Im just barely here, hanging on by a thread. Six weeks now I haven't cut myself and I get those days where I just wonder why am I doing this and what's the point. But There is the rare occasion of a good day when people see me, the real me, and I'm seen for who I am. Even if I don't exactly know who that is sometimes. Those days are why Im still here and keep me hope in finding a better life for myself out there somewhere.
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You are very welcome. During the bad days, remember the good ones. During the bad days, think of the people who would be sad if you were gone, like me!!
ReplyDeleteAs for it being six weeks not cutting yourself, good! Now each day makes that further away and sets a goal to continue to NOT cut yourself. Keep being strong and finding the light of the good days and moments.
You know what would make a fantastic poem? How about one about the "real" you?!
6 weeks and I plan to go as long as I possibly can. I've gone through so much with out cutting and i feel like it's making me a stronger person each day.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm not sure how exactly I will do that but I like the idea, i'll work on that!
rachelle. i dont know what to say. that was beautiful. but it was sad and i wish there was something that i could to do to not make you sad. if there is, tell me. the things i see in you, glow and blaze with the light and warmth of a thousand suns. the beauty that overflows around you never ceases to astonish anyone. you honestly have no idea how envious i am of you. there is so much there, an angelic voice, a radiant beauty, a sweet grace, an abundance of talent, and an unquestionable and stunning intelligience... and i, im just a lost boy, with an amateur voice, a lack of music skills, and failed writing attempts. but the envy i have for you doesn't make me sad, no in fact, it makes me happy, content, and proud. the world is always in front of you and if you just take a breath of fresh air and a confident step, you'll see that its the world that you make it. we're all ready to smile and we're all ready to laugh. can it start with you, little girl?
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