Amy Louise Kerswell Poems

No one gives a damn.
Begging for help.
But for why I dont know?
It was all to avail.
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A bright red scream
I have bright red angry screams.
Not within the voice of me.
But in the markss on my arms.
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Razor in hand.
Blood flows as my skin bleeds.
I have to do this.
I have to bleed.
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As we grew my our wings to fly.
Please don't question God why.
Don't think he is unkind Mummy,
We were choosen for grater things.
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I wanted you to love me.
I thought you were my friend.
I thought you were there to protect me.
With you being the older one.
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I stare in to the miror.
A figure stares back at me.
The person I hardly regonise,
but I know that its me.
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As I'm stairing into the mirror.
My focus is blurred.
A message is coming over.
But I must not listen.
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This is It the very last time
I can't take this shit life no more
Too much paintoo much agony.
Too many memories thats for sure.
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My pain of the past has spoken to me for the last time.
No more flashbacks no more pain.
Them of the past won't speak to me any more.
Of this I can now be so sure.
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You don't know thisyet but you will soon.
Do you know, Please know this now.
Your duaghter is going to top herself tonight.
She dosen't want you tosave her this time.
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