Helpless

Helpless

A Poem by QuietPoet

Helpless

I found out part of her story

The lady with the scars on her neck

The one that I notice more than most

I watch her at visiting hours with her mom

She’s always so blank in her face

And her mother just sits and holds her hand

The reason why she is here

Is because she’s tried to kill herself multiple times

Today I find out that her and the mother

Have made a packed to kill one another

Why? I haven’t found out.

But we get told today that

The mother killed herself

While the daughter is in rehab..

She doesn’t know that she is dead

They don’t want her watching the News

Because the story might come up

I honestly think, they shouldn’t keep it from her

Its her mother, its her right to know

Yeah, its going to hurt her

But its going to make it worse if its said later

When I was being told all of this

A quiet tear formed in the back of my eye

I pictured her finding out and being uncontrollable

I really don’t know what happened to them

To want to plan a suicide between both

They must of not have lived a happy life

I kept them in the back of my mind for the rest of the night

Just thinking what’s going to happen when she gets released

I really don’t think she wants to live even more now

It might have been just her mother,

What if she’s all alone now?

I don’t know if a rehab can help her

Its just so sad to see all of this

And not being able to say or do anything at all..

© 2010 QuietPoet


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Kylie,

You work in one of the most difficult of places to work. Your eyes, your heart see and feel so much pain. Sometimes, it is not for us to know or understand. Somethings, only God will have the ability to deal with... You pen your thoughts, and your feelings well. Outstanding.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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As you probably know, the world is full
of people we feel a need to help.
If only to advise them, steer them away
from their destructive behavior, but we
can never know thier mind .

God bless you for your tender heart and
constructive thinking.

Your writing is without fault. It gives the
reader insight into your mind and your life.

Excellent !

------ Eagle Cruagh

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Bud
Kylie,

You work in one of the most difficult of places to work. Your eyes, your heart see and feel so much pain. Sometimes, it is not for us to know or understand. Somethings, only God will have the ability to deal with... You pen your thoughts, and your feelings well. Outstanding.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That is really sad to hear... it really stops to make you think where is the humanity out there.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a very deep and emotional write to me but thought you did a great job with it very well expressed...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so sad! it is very well written and well expressed.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

freaking sad poem, i think. you can really write poems like these, i see. this is nothing short of brilliant

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a tragic story , so sad , your beautiful soft heart just hold it so tight, you are so sensative to others , and thats what make you such good soul
Yossi

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QuietPoet

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Hello, my is kylie, I havent been on here for a long time, i haven't written in years so bare with me. Reading all my old stuff brings back a lot of memories. I have a husband and twin girls, i would.. more..

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