Dead At 14 - Poem by Adeaze Tinkerbelle
Inspired by a poem I read in 'Chicken Soup For The Teenager's Soul'.
I am static
Agony and pain stabs my mind
As I lay here and die alone
I thought I had everything
What is wrong with me?
I'm not dead yet
I have so much to live for still
I'm too young
But I know that I am too late
I see my parents grief
With sad eyes
Friends and family come up and touch my hand
For the last time
This can't be goodbye!
But you can't hear my desperate screams
Goodbye mom, dad
I will miss you
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