She wakes up with a broken heart
Getting ready for the day to start
She takes the bus
And goes to school
Trying to play it
Like it's cool
The second she sees him
He's with her
Her eyes start to get red
Everything turns into a blur
She survives the rest of the day
And goes home
She opens the door
And she's all alone
She goes into her parent's room
Knowing she will be in Heaven soon
What he said is playing in her brain
She knows nothing could ever be the same
She finds the gun
Puts it to her head
Pulls the trigger
And now she's dead
Nice poem indeed describes exactly the effects of grief and depression................. i congratulate you for writing such excellent poem...... keep your good work Guess Who
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awh thankyou :) Yeah that's how I felt at the time. I wrote it a long time ago.