Biography of Sarah Reamey
Im Sarah Reamey, Im 17 years old and I'm a senior in high school. Just within this past year I've discoverd that I enjoy writing poetry. Its a great way to help me deal with my feelings. The only thing besides writing that makes me feel better is my boyfriend Jason.<33 I Love him so much. I'd like to thank the people who are checking my Biography and my poetry out. I hope you enjoy them :) -Sarah<3
Sarah Reamey Poems
I see you every night in my dreams, Oh how real this love seems! In my dreams your so amazing, During the day you have me dazing.
A Parents Love And Support
We all love you, you know its true, So why do you feel the way that you do? Your so beautiful, and very smart.
Im sitting here looking at this old flower, It's been about a half an hour. Seeing you, No longer makes me blue. I now see how the time has flew.
Im so sad, Im so upset, These terrible things I'll never forget. The way I hurt, the way I ache, Makes me wish I didn't awake!
What am I suppose to do, Because im still in love with you. Your all I think about day and night, This feeling is so, so right.
Dear Heart, Everything will be fine, Just don't fall as hard as you did last time. Remember you gave everything you were worth, Just to come out in the end as the one who got hurt.
That summer night you did everything right, You held me close, and told me you'd never let me out of your sight. You told me I was your one and only,
I feel as if my heart could fail, Because of this hurtful betrayal. The promise of friendship and not just sisterhood, Your lies are always so, so good.
My Best Friend
You are my best friend, you are my life. You'd help me threw any strife. Your such a kind brave soul.
Lay your head down and go to sleep; Here after awhile you won't hear a peep. Just count to five, and close your eyes.
My Inner Monster
The monster within me wants to be set free; But if he gets out, no one will be able to control me. All of the anger, and all of the hate would over come me with nothing But rage; So my inner monster must remain in a cage.
Three Little Words
Three little words just isnt enough, To explain how I feel about you my love. Three little words, so very clear. Those little words I hold close to me dear.
She covers the bruises on her every night and day. Whenever someone asks her about it, she just walks away. She sits quietly, afraid that she's going to do something wrong, She believed that he was the only one who cared all along.
Why Does She
Why she puts up with it, I don't know. If I was her, I would just go. He knows this hurts us all. I can really see this family fall.
She has many friends,
but feels so alone.
No one knows what its like at home.
The only way she deals, is with pills.
1 percocet...She's still upset.
Percocet number 2....she's hopeing its all threw.
Percocet number 3...now shes feeling free.
Percocet number 4... she hits the floor.
Percocet number 5....she's no longer alive.