I have been through a lot in my life and it inspires me in my poetry. I may only be 15 years old but I have been through more than most adults I know. If you ever have any questions or would like me to write a poem specifically for you, just send me a message and I will do what I can :)
I am dying
I wonder why this happened to me
I hear him coming back to finish me off
I see nothing, my vision blurred with blood
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There`s a boy in the attic
Pulling the wings off angels
His brain filled with static
Hiding in the dark
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I am presumed psychotic and in denial
I wonder if I will ever leave this place
I hear people screaming down the halls
I see nurses rush to quiet them
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As you stare up at me with
Your cold, dead eyes I try to
Remember what you were like,
Full of life.
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I am hurt
I wonder how you could leave me on this earth alone <
I hear the words I never wanted to hear
I see my world spinning out of control
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