Suicide Poem by Dannielle Bratt

Suicide



I sit in the dark
Hoping you will call
I site in the dark
Waiting for the phone to ring
I sit in the dark
As I loss all hope
I sit in the dark
As I cut my wrists
You sit in the dark
Just hoping and prying I will pick up the phone

Sunday, February 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,loss,suicide
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Dannielle Bratt

Dannielle Bratt

Guilderland, New york
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