No More Poem by angelica arroyo

I fell no one picked me up.
I thirst no one gave me water.
Well now it is the end.
Now you will fall, scar, thirst, and I won’t help for no love to give, for no pity.
I hate everything that made me hurt, and I hate you.
I hate everyone for the pain they gave and made me receive, for the fall I took for others when they should have of fallen, for the tears I cried when they should've broken in tears.
What a pain so big!
I hate that I can’t live anymore that I have to be here and all of you could live a life without pain- without sacrifice.
Now this protection is gone- I leave!
No more guardian, no body guard.
Hope that you can survive now.
Let see when you take a fall, when you cry, let see what happens when I walk away, oh no, this will go in disbelief.
Yell my name for help!
Gone.