She Died Poem by Tina J. Dang

uncertain her tears stream down her face
the emotion shes feeling is somewhat displaced
she feels no joy, happy or glee
she feels no sorrow, guilt or greed.
she feels nothing
she feels nothing for she is dead
the tears are there as a reminder of what once was
the signs everyone missed
the signs everyone ignored
the signs of an always happy face but never happy soul
her thots sank deep and into the shadows she hides
so people cannot see all the pains inside
you can see it in her eyes, all the pain when she cries
she doesnt feel love, she doesnt feel safe
she hides the secret of what wanst his to take
all innocence lost and the pain she holds inside runs deep
until she cannot hold it in anymore she takes the final leap
she grabs all the pills she can find and shallows them down whole and dry
then takes hte blade andl ets the blood flow
down down down, there she goes
now in the hospital where she cant be revived
she died
she died without fun and joy
she died without happiness and love
she died by herself at home. all alone.