Shanice Davis

Rookie (January 6,1993 / Iowa City, IA)

The Cure (Suicide) - Poem by Shanice Davis

A light appears outta nowhere
My thoughts, feeling, and ideas disappear
The world is coming to an end right before your very eyes
Your prize possessions are destroyed,
Over a thought, a feeling, an action
You think the world is hopeless and outta your control
Your selfish everybody that loves you, your letting them go down the drain
Your blowing your dreams aways you think there impossible to get
As your sitting there on the bathroom floor painting your life away

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 12, 2010


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