One of my poems.about a night that still haunts me
Running down a deserted dirt road with nowhere to go,
So many emotions, not sure which ones to show,
It's dark and I'm alone wishing someone were here,
Someone I know, not someone to fear,
Tears falling so hard they sting where they fall,
Thinking about life, How I don't want to be here anymore, not at all,
So tired, exhausted, I need comfort, a bed,
Instead I wake up in a ditch praying I'm dead,
My throat hurts and I can't talk, my eyes are swollen, I can't see,
There's a car, the headlights hurt, what if they hurt me?
The car slows, my heart races, the guys whistle, they yell,
So I know them? probably not, but my eyes are to swollen to tell,
A guy gets out and asks me name, Am I up for some fun?
But I'm just a teenage girl, so fragile, so I run,
His words " Hey baby don't be like that come back, you look scared."
My feet burning underneath me, He was right, I was, not that he cared.
Make my way towards town and lean over the bridge and puke out my guts,
Cigarette's in my hand, I don't smoke, just let them burn to buts.
Not ready to go home so I sit and weep,
My family doesn't miss me, they think I'm home, They think I'm asleep,
I take a few steps, then I fall, glad there's not much traffic on the road,
My lips are blue,my hands purple, I'm numb, and cold.
I drag myself home where I fall in a heap,
The tears fall from my eyes, as I watch my wrists bleed,
Maybe if I pray hard Jesus will take me away,
By then I'll be gone, with no pain, what would my parents say?
something like " She wasn't strong enough, so she took her own life,"
Then the question would be "who let her have a knife."
Soldierbyheart