Christmas Night Poem by Tiffany Wolf

The hurting, trouble and crying,
On the inside I am slowly dying.
I regret giving him what he wanted,
But if I hadn't, it would've been me he would've taunted.
I am now angry, depressed and hurt,
I now feel worse, and lower than dirt.
I never want to see his face again,
I don't want to have anymore trouble with boys, guys or men.
It's hard going through this day by day,
I regret letting him have his way.
Now we don't talk, text or type,
I wish I hadn't started texting him that Christmas Night.
I'm scared of having to face my dad,
I know he hates me now, and is extremely mad!
I wish my parents knew how sorry I am,
I'm trying to make things right, even thought there's no way I can.
My mom says I only regret it because i got caught,
And it seems that there's no way to convince her that it's not!
I realize that he's a jerk, and that's all he will ever be,
And now I know he didn't deserve to get anything from me.
I don't want to be on this earth anymore,
I want to get away from this life, this hell, this bore.
I'm too scared to drive a dagger through my heart, or a knife through my chest,
So come on mom, dad and God please do your best.
My grandma says I will live through this pain and sadness,
But I don't want to be apart of anymore of this madness.
Maybe I will start with cuts or starve,
But for right now I am drowning in the tears of a broken heart.