A Poem by Kristen Grace

Dying never seemed so great
But living was not better
Her sorrowful heart
Could not see
The light shining around her

Everything seemed so dark
these small spaces haunt her
Each week a new place to stay
With others who felt like her

All alone but surrounded
Her wrists begin to call her
Thinking about all the pain
The scars fading pink in color

One day she will escape
Learn to fly away
One day she will find her place
Away from all this rain

But until that day she will stay
Confined in many places
Wishing for another way
To hide her many faces.

© 2015 Kristen Grace

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Thank you for sharing this amazing piece of work! Really enjoyed reading it and your usage of words is amazing! Nicely done hey :)

Posted 5 Years Ago

Sad and haunting white, filled with echoes of distant dreams and hopes. Thank you for sharing this.

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Added on September 9, 2015
Last Updated on September 9, 2015
Tags: trapped, hurt, help, stuck, mental health, hospital, hope


Kristen Grace
Kristen Grace


Hello! My name is Kristen and I am 19 years old. I used to write a lot of poems and short stories between 9th and 11th grade and am trying to start writing again. On here I am posting a mixture of n.. more..


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