Treasure Island

Marisa Eutsler

(10/25/96 / paris, france)

Black Stars

Each day is the same
Laughter, names, and tears.
I cry thinking its all so lame
and I wake up with the deepest fears.

They push me around
For all the preps to see.
I fall to the hard ground
Why cant they just leave me be?

I don't understand
Why it's all so real.
Do as they command
And hide the pain I feel.

I wish that I could feel no more
And live my life alone.
Yet my arms are cut up and sore
Watch the blood trickle as i moan.

As I lay in bed at night
I peer out my window.
Eyes blurred causing bad sight
Head wresting on a wet pillow.

I think of the big blue moon
And peer down at my scars.
My death shall come sudden and soon
And ill join the big black stars.

Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (6/19/2014 12:39:00 PM)

    Ah saddening pensive mood poem but do cheer up pal for yor poem is written excellent with moon n starry beauty. Pls read and review my latest poem Fans of French for my french fervour (Report) Reply

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