An ordinary girl.A Poem by Ella
A girl's journey through life until she can take no more.
When I try my best, I
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
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 Ella
London, United Kingdom
AboutI 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..
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