Last thoughts
Why blame them for leaving. Who would want to stay?
Lost, abandoned, and just trying to find her way.
She Calls out to no one. She Accepts no help.
If only they would understand how she felt.
Hurt and done trying.
Pain that is never dying.
It screams in her eyes.
Pitiful to look at. Hard to see.
You think, ‘Why isn’t she crying out to me?’
The answer is plain. The answer is simple.
She has just as much strength or less than a cripple.
Tired of being push. Tired of being shoved.
When all she needs is a big caring hug.
But no. She isn’t worth it. At least to herself.
Why waist her last breaths crying for help?
Razor to her arm. Over and over again,
One turns into more and soon it’s past ten.
Just some way to escape all the regrets and lies,
All that pain caused by all those stupid guys.
Hurt by the words whispered behind her as she walked
Tears drip down her face, but nobody is shocked
‘Just for attention’, they say
but she knows to her friends dismay
that she is almost done with her stay.
Life to short, she is oh so young
As she takes a hold of a small handgun
As her fingers are tightening,
Of course it’s frightening
But it’s over, it’s done as quick as lightning.
Questions not answered, and questions not solved.
Why did she decide to take such a big fall?
Mistreated and done
Her guilt weighed a ton
Maybe they finally see
How what they did all along affected me.