Suicidal One Poem by Sabrina ...
Suicidal One
Day after day she delt with all the ridicule that tore her up inside. She always had wished someone could tell her what to do, and be her guide, but no was there, no one showed up. So she took a sharp knife and sliced her life up. She didn't flinch, she didn't cry, she just took the sharp knife and said goodbye.
I like this I wish you would have added more though but I loved it suicide is difficult to write...but i really liked it good job keep on writing
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4/30/2024 10:31:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The pain immense here. Beautifully put. I've had ridicule; had verbal abuse; had people giving 'guidance' from their own warped agendas - know the feeling, it's the knife or one's own radar, but, somehow, for me at least, there's the hope that life may be better than the alternative. Your writing makes the reader engage with their emotions & think through where they are - good on yer! Keep it up.