Beach From Hell Poem by natalie farnsworth
Beach From Hell
With this razor in my hand.
I pore my blood into the sand.
The waves crash over all my dreams.
No one cares or so it seems.
I'm sitting here under the stars.
Wishing I was in your arms.
Now I'm crying wondering where did you go.
And why did you leave me all alone?
With this razor in my hand.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this when I was twelve and I thought it was a good example of what is happening to our youth today.
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