Author: The Lost Girl
Hypotheticly speaking, if there were a girl,
who thought she was worthless, and lost to the world,
Would you lend her a hand
to help her stand?
Hypotheticly speaking, say it didn't stop at depressed,
say she cut herself, then fully dressed.
No one knew that on her skin,
Crimson vines coiled, and they weren't thin.
Would you help her heal,
guiding her slowly, steady, and still?
What if you didn't,
And hypotheticly speaking, she sat alone one night,
letting pain eat her slowly, from out to inside.
She could no longer bare, her misserable ways,
so she cut very deeply, and dead there she lay.
Would you cry because she was gone --
or because one word from you could've helped her hold on?
------- Author's Notes -------
Comments are appreciated.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Aimee: ) (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, January 9 2005, 05:25 am|
i like this poem very much! i really like the ending! ALL your poems are very sad! is this the way you feel? i hope you have happiness in your life!
|Leah (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, January 10 2005, 03:09 am|
The ending is really good, makes u think about things. Keep it up! good work..
|Terrie* (18.104.22.168) -- Monday, January 10 2005, 05:06 am|
WOW!!! i must admit the ending cut deep into my heart where-as in the beginning it was drawing my attention at the end i was feeling the loss you most certainly know how to paint your canvas, and draw your readers in keep it up..you did an awesome job this Rocks
|LinzAy (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, January 10 2005, 05:33 am|
This is a very very good writing kept my interest. it's sad, but good. i hope it really is hypothetical
|shaz (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, January 11 2005, 03:06 am|
Keep writing it will get better in time. Your writing is from the heart dont ever lose that.
|YM (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, January 16 2005, 12:50 am|
What would happen to this girl if a stranger in the midst gave her a shoulder to lean on and all the moments in the world to speak her peace. Hypothetically speaking of course, could this girl stop her pain?
|The Lost Girl (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, January 16 2005, 04:00 pm|
I believe she could...
|christine *aka* dimples & Aimee h (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, January 19 2005, 08:11 am|
we both think your poems are beautiful...
kept up the good work
|Diamond (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, March 23 2005, 03:38 am|
Da*mn i really feal this poem i understand it completly....people in this place we call world could care less about other people
|silent witness (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, April 7 2005, 12:58 am|
although someone says that my poem and urs are quiet similar they reach very different meanings and endings yours is awesome you are talented and i will keep you in my prayers and hope you find some peace
|stroumfita (126.96.36.199) -- Sunday, October 2 2011, 09:57 pm|
It's been ages since you wrote these poems, but since I only recently found out about them, I decided to leave a short comment...
This actually brought tears in my eyes. I've gone through this kind of thoughts, and you know I can understand how you felt back then...It's sad that so many people feel that way, and those around them are either completely ignorant, or don't care enough to actually help them out..
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