An ordinary girl.A Poem by EllaA girl's journey through life until she can take no more.When I try my best, I
never succeed,
I am frustrated with
myself, And here I sit like a
shelf, I do not speak or dare to
move, I always feel like I have
to prove My worthiness of being
here, But I still make sure I
stay clear, I have learned to avoid
things, Even though inside it
stings. I cannot do anything to
stop the pain, I have tried cutting to
the vein, I want to die but I am
truly scared, Maybe I wouldn’t if
someone cared, I want to get this
message across... There must be more people
in a situation like me, I grab a tissue, make up has run down my face, I quickly run and gather some thick lace, I get the nearest chair, And hang the lace in the air, I attach the ends to the ceiling hooks, I stand up on the chair and get one more look, Of the world and my ordinary room, Before I finally escape my doom. I kick the chair and hear the wood crack, Now I know there is no looking back, I take my final breath, Before my death, And enter the world of perfection, Where there is no such thing as rejection.
© 2010 EllaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 1, 2010Last Updated on February 1, 2010 Tags: Suicide, life, An ordinary girl, depression, self-help, self-harm, strong opinions. AuthorEllaLondon, United KingdomAboutI really hate these boxes because I don't have anything to say for myself apart from the fact that I like creative stuff - do the odd bit of film and photography now and again. I'm 19. I'm called Ella.. more..Writing
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