The world

The world

A Poem by BrokenGirl

What drives a child to want to live no more?

To die tonight instead of breaking another tomorrow.

A broken soul and heart, crushed to it's very last fiber.

She's just another face with no name.

Another soul trapped in a broken mess of hopelessness wrapped tight ini the unbreakable grip of brokenness.

Poor child.

All you need is a shoulder to cry on.

Please baby, believe your beautiful. It's more than just the words of someone hopelessly in love with you. It's the brutal truth

The world only needs security for the emptyness of their souls.

Never forget the scars on your body it proves you were stronger than temptation and your emotions. I wish, oh God, I wish I could hug you everyday that you didn't do through with the thoughts.

I wish everyday I could hold you tight and tell you how much I care and how much you will always be mine

© 2011 BrokenGirl


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Added on July 2, 2011
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BrokenGirl
BrokenGirl

Jefferson, AR



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I'm just me. A regular lost broken soul. Everyone says my writing is good so I thought I'd give it a shot here. See if anyone takes a liking to it. :] I'm very different more..

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