Amy Louise Kerswell
The Suicide Note - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
This is the hardest part of all.
Writing your farewell.
But you try not to hurt people to much.
Now this girl has had it.
She had had enough.
The bastards the abusers and the bullies.
It was cos of them.
That she was driven to this.
To my family I'm sorry.
To my abuse you've won and I hate you.
To my beloved pets I'll miss you.
But I'll still adore you.
I'm now a butterfly.
Becuase I live to roam.
And at last I am free
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