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06/14/2004 @ 7:29am
By:
brokendolly

We Grew up too fast and so now we fall apart
we still Have a child buried inside our heart
We fight and We scream and we Beg and We cry
We Sleep and we Dream and We Live and we Die
We Stand And we Fall and we steal and we lie

I was 10 years old And Held my head High
And now im lost and Let out a Sigh
My ten year old self is Gone and cant be found
Not a tear
Not a sound
I used to Be so strong
I used to Envy me
I used to Be everything i could be

11 honor roll Long blonde hair
Peirced ears And Barbies cars
Laying in the grass Staring At the stars
No Idea of The yet to come scars
Why do our Parents Try to Hard to Please us
They Are So sweet and buy us stuff
Yet They Will Forbid us From our loved Friends
The Friendship in our veins that never ends

12 Years old my Older brother Is popping pills for his kicks
Goes to the hospital All drugged up and out of it
Im left at home with my screaming brothers
Holding them
Mothering Them
Try explaining why their brother isnt coming home
I never should have been left with a burdon like that.

13 My mother Losing herself in a bottle of vodka
Grabbing my throat And screaming " gotcha"
Covering up My brusies
Trying to come up with a lie
Dealing with her Acuses
Trying not to cry
It only took once
I nearly Died
For me To wake up and Decide
It wasnt worth it
It took 2 razors and 5 cuts for me to come that close
For me to Almost die
Just Let me bleed out
Twice in one year
Too often For one life time

What do we do to deserve these things?
Tell me what good dealing with this brings.
How do you deal
You wake up and relize its real.

I was 14 years old
Sneaking out
Peirced lip
Star Tattoo
Getting high
Drinking booze
My Boyfriend Fell From the Sky
Into A river made of all the tears I was yet to cry
He died Screaming my Name
Screaming The love I never gave him
And My river Slowly Washed him away
Little Did i know I would never be the same

The war Within ourselfs Will Never Be won
And nothing good can come from being some one
Try to spill your heart for the greater good
Try doing things you think you should

Try to recover from The Deaths yet to come
Die trying in the battle never to be won
My numbers haunt me
But return to me safely
 
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