'Why Dont You Just Give Up And Die?'

'What's wrong with you?'

I wish I knew.

'How can you just sit there and watch,

That sad expression

Plastered across your face.

You make me sick.

They call you Kat but thats all you are.

A mangeled stray, watching from afar.

Nobody will hold you or look beneath your fur.

Why don't you just give up and die?'

 

He throws my bag at my feet and slams his wooden door.

I stare blankly up at the numbers 494.

'Your always so depressing.'

He said.

'You need professional help.'

'Your hair is gross when its colored like that.

Just put it back.'

When did it matter if my hair was blood red?

Cut shorter than I have ever had before?

 

Now I stand alone.

At his porch

With no way to cope.

And no shred of hope.

I wish I knew

What else I could do.

 

Now I walk alone,

Slower then before.

As I cross the bridge,

I cant help but glance down.

The water rushes by and I start to lean to the side.

What would they all do,

If I took that extra step?

What would they do,

If I just took my last breathe?

 

Would anyone notice

With one less stray?

I don't think theyd mind,

If I let the current just wash me away.

 

 

Author's Note

*sigh*

Reviews

[FemmeSpookyCorpse]

I love this piece...it conveys sharp emotion. The tale you weave through this poem makes me think of the lives of social outcasts, which creative individuals often are. Your word choice in the forth stanza stands out to me most because, for some reason, I think of a dark environment surrounded by water. Again, I love this piece = ]

-Femme_Gothique (Brittany)

[Akshat♥]

This is really true..no one cares..
you have to care about yourself..
Be strong:)
this poem makes me realize that no matter
what you do no one ever helps you out
in difficult times:(
Awesome poem..keep writing!!
Going to my favorites. . .

[Kyla H]

I know i'd miss a person as emotionally deep as you, nevertheless one with so much talent. I can see your true emotions portrayed clearly here, you compare things I never thought of. Anyway, nicely done.

[Nathan]

I'd bet my soul they would