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A Plea Unanswered
Copyright Sera
Tears fall in vain:
a plea unanswered
from a voice half-heard.
Sobs wrack a being near invisible:
a plea unheard
from a soul mourning it's own death.
Blood drips from an open wound:
a plea noticed too late.
My plea.
My voice,
My soul,
My blood.
Too late.
Perfect
Copyright, Colleen
She walks down the hall
Fake smile plastered on her face
Admiring eyes following her every move
They all want to be just like her
With her perfect family
Perfect friends
Perfect life
But they will never know
What lies beneath
Those perfect long sleeves
Of her perfect red shirt
The blood still drips down her wrist
For her last use of the hall pass
So as she walks down the hall
Fake smile plastered upon her face
Her eyes well up with tears
Because she knows
That they will never understand
That the perfect girl they see
Never really existed
And never ever will
Pain
Copyright, Sara
Everyday i wake up hoping to die, but truely all i can really do is cry.
The little voice insides says "grab the knife and do it!" but my friends would never let me go trough with it.
You can hold the feeling inside any longer, you grab the knife and start to ponder.
As you sit there ont he bathroom floor, you wait and wait and wait somemore.
Finally, you put the knife to ur wrist, as u clench the memories in ur fist.
"Do it, Do it" is all u hear, u feel a little pinch of fear.
You slide the knife across ur wrist, little by little the memories will leave from ur fist.
Your almost done, you'll end being no one.
There you've done it, u faught that battle of fear and wone it.
It's over now there is no more, as u lie there on the blood covered floor.
Sara also sent me this:
I hold this powerful tool in my hand, the shine from the blade catches my eye.
I have the powed to end it all, right here right now, but there's no use, im already dead.
The pain killed me.
The tears drowned me.
And my heart bleed to death, from life, the thing i never asked for. When i was young i never knew the pain other could give u. I never knew i would cry over a guy or wanting to die. I never knew my friends would betray me and just leave me to lay there. I never knew my parents would be the ones to make me bleed, becuase they used to be there when i was in need. Im running out of hope, there's nothing left to live for.
Im alive outside and yet everything inside is dead.