wits end

About a girl that tried to live but life hated her so she left it alone and wanted to sleep.

The rage painted her eyes red,
and her weakness destroyed her make up,
broken in a million pieces she was hopeless,
she left all the colors and mourned the death of her self every day,
like a vampire she craved the warmness of her own blood to feel satisfied,
she is at wits end.  


She was in her own emotional jungle,
her every thought where like lions, fierce.
Her wrist decorated from marks of pleasure,
and her skin stabbed over and over with ink.


Life abused her no one understands her.
she is over.
tying the rope to end pain
god saved her humanity kicked in.


She saved her body but her spirit remained dead,
that girl never smiled
she stick with life
but life never liked her.

Reviews

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

Wow!! This is an emotional, sad, and great poem all at once :)




Ashley Rivers--Dream BIG and you'll win BIG:)

[what-the-frick]

Wow, this gave me CHILLS!! Fantastic write. I love all the emotion; I can literally feel her pain. Favorite line: "The rage painted her eyes red, and her weakness destroyed her make up"

[stars are far]

this is so nice and sad
that is so deep,,,
great poem :)

[deeps]

Such deep powerful emotion, I can feel the emotional struggle.