Hate Poem by Colleen Bowers

Thoughts go through her mind.
Should I stay or should I go.
Nobody really understands what she is going through.
Silently she is calling out for help.
She cires each night thinking of leaving.
She hopes that someone will realize what is going on and stop her.
But they just walk by her, seeing her as just a figment of their immagination.

She realizes that night, its time to go.
No need to stick around she says to herself.
She leaves for a bit, knowing that she will neveer return to those she thought loved her.
Peacefully she goes out and pulls her knife.
...Shouts for a moment...
Then all is silent, she know lays at peace with god