Grace Gordon

Rookie (May 6,1996 / The Beach)

Help - Poem by Grace Gordon

She walks around with scars for all to see,
It proves her life is full of misery.
With a razor blade, the door locked,
Her only thought now is that she can't stop.
Help her fight addiction

He tries to block them out,
But the rumors start to spread and shout.
He kills himself in his despair,
The pain was just to much to bear.
Help him fight suicide

She runs and screams down the hall,
though no one can hear behind the wall.
She cries at the things daddy does late at night,
She tries to run away, but she can't win the fight.
Help her fight abuse

Her blue eyes look around,
Her blonde hair blowing toward the town.
She knows she can help them all,
But no one can hear her call.
Help her find a way.


Comments about Help by Grace Gordon

  • Alice Preece (1/15/2009 3:10:00 PM)

    Powerful. Powerful, powerful words. (Report)Reply

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  • Colton Foltz (1/15/2009 2:02:00 PM)

    I liked the rhythm of the poems. And the powerful words (Report)Reply

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  • purple moon (11/7/2008 10:58:00 AM)

    Wow, what an incredible powerful poem this is. Well done. The despair and lonely desperation hits the reader more deeply with every word. You feel so deeply, and care so much, that is evident. Difficult subjects to tacke, but real and dark and not to be ignored at all. keep writing. x. a ten from me. (Report)Reply

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  • Holly Heron (10/22/2008 9:22:00 PM)

    Love it but agree bout the rhythm, your really not far off try this on for size (hope i'm not being too presumptious) :
    She walks round with scars for all to see,
    Proves her life is full of misery.
    With a razor blade, the door is locked,
    Only thought now is she just can't stop.

    Help her fight addiction

    He tries to block them out,
    But the rumors start to spread, and shout.
    He kills himself in his despair,
    The pain was just to much to bear.

    Help him fight his suicide

    She runs and screams down the hall,
    Though no one can hear behind the wall.
    She cries at things daddy does late at night,
    She tries to run away, but she can't win this fight.

    Help her fight abuse

    Her blue eyes look all around,
    Her blonde hair blowing towards the town.
    She knows that she can help them all,
    But no one is willing to hear her call.

    Help her find a way.
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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (10/1/2008 3:03:00 PM)

    This poem is plainly written. In fact, it is too plainly written. There is nothing in here to recommend as far as something someone should spend time on. The
    rhymes are the best element, but because there is no rhythm, the reading of this
    holds no special experience for the reader. That said, the message is a good one.

    GW62
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, October 2, 2009


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