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A young boy is crying in his room
With no one to comfort him, no one to love him
He tries to stop the tears but they continue to pour out of his torn heart
He holds his pillow tightly and cries himself to sleep
A young girl is walking to class
She wipes a tear from her eye as she tries to ignore the words her classmates tell her
She runs past her class and heads to the restroom
As she stands in front of a mirror she wipes her eyes while she pulls a razor blade out of her pocket
A young boy stands in his room with a gun on his table
He places a pen down as he finishes his note and picks up the gun
He puts the gun to his head and pauses
A young girl is crying in her room with a gun in her pocketbook
She puts down a pen as she finishes her not and takes the gun out of her bag
She puts the gun to her head and pauses
A young boy and young girl are alone with guns to their heads
A single tear falls as they pull the trigger
As their bodies fall the notes say one sentence
“I’m so empty inside, please help me.”
Every eight minutes someone dies of Suicide
Every Fourty-Three seconds someone attempts it
Will you try to reduce the amount of people commiting suicide or trying it?
- Title: Think on it
- Artist: Ultima011
- Description: I thought of this poem as I listened to the song Pieces by Red. Please let me know how it is.
- Date: 06/20/2010
- Tags: suicide
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Bardock07 - 04/27/2011
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very good
Check out some of my writings sometime smile - Report As Spam
- maydaymouse - 06/20/2010
- Very good! It's well written, just work on the flow. I'm not going to down-rate you for that though. So, for the overall work, I say 5/5.
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