Dear Diary

Dear Diary

A Poem by sierrasparks91
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This isnt suitable for anyone under the age of 14

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Dear Diary,

I am still getting funny looks while i walk around school

I get pushed around and ridiculed by girls who think they're cool

I got a black eye for saying sorry and beaten just  for being me

 

and then i have to come home and leave it be

then my parents beat me and don't stop till im out

now that i have learnt from my mistakes

i know not to scream and shout

 

because if i make a noise

they strike me even harder

i still love them though

because they are my mother and my father

 

the abuse never stops

its never even over

it carries on through out the night

when they force with with a lover

 

they make me sleep with men

so they can make some money

they let them do whatever the like to me

and then they think its funny

 

tonight there was a man

and he was wearing a suit and a tie

he spoke some nasty things

again i wanted to die

 

hello sweety

he softly spoke in my ear

were going to have some fun tonight

then ran his fingers through my hair

 

then he hurt me even more

so much that i bled

oh oh baby

are the only things he said

 

once the men are finished

daddy wants some fun

he hurts me all over again

right until he is done

 

dear diary

today i am going to end it

all the abuse and all the pain

i can't take it anymore

if i do i'll go insane

 

i'm getting out of this place

i'm ending this life

no more pain or helplessness

thanks to the help of the knife

 

i know i'm only young

and have so much ahead

but chances are by then

i will already be dead

 

what am i supposed to do?

noone will believe a word i say

i'm going to end all the pain now

it is the only way

 

i slice into my wrist

engrave my pain into my arm

making each slice deeper

feeling my own abuse and harm

 

as my blood spills to the floor

i write a message my parents will see

my two last words were

WHY ME?

 

This is why we need to stop bullying because like i have said you dont know what goes on behind closed door and for someone to judge someone because there different is totally wrong. Like i say someone shouldnt have to take there life because of other people abusing them or bullying them what wrong have they done to deserve all the pain they go through.

 

 

 

 

© 2012 sierrasparks91


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This sends an extremely powerful message. You didn't hold anything back and that's a good thing. I was cringing in the middle and that was perfect. People should cringe and feel awful while reading this. They should feel sick to thier stomachs, so then they'll see.

I am 100% against bullying and abuse and I'm glad there are people out there like you that can write something incredible against it.

Thanks for sharing.


Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow, So, I'm a sucker for a poem/story and this one was an amazing read. I'm glad I read below it is just fiction, cause it is indeed a sad poem, but happy people can write sad things, if not only having the emotion, but expressing that you feel for people that actually do have the emotion that is abesent in your life in the moment. Its a great read. =)

Posted 11 Years Ago


OMG. I hope you are simply writing this stuff. If not you need to seek help. Law enforcement will help or health care. It may seem distant but they will. You do not deserve this pain!

Posted 11 Years Ago


sierrasparks91

11 Years Ago

I am just writing none of it happened to me its for my whole bullying thing on why people shouldnt b.. read more
John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank God. It was a great depiction if it was fiction!
sierrasparks91

11 Years Ago

thank you :)

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My name is sierra but everyone calls me cici i am 20 years old and i have one son named Jaiden who is a year old. My son is 1/3 african american, 1/3 indian and 1/3 white. I am a very outgoing person .. more..

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