Author: The Lost Girl
The tearful rain poured as she sat by herself,
the blade close to her skin with nothing important left,
The heavens above continued their sorrowful cry,
as the lost girl sat there, wanting to die.
She tried to remind herself of good times,
and tell herself that it would be alright,
but she knew she had waisted fifteen years,
and this awful thought just brought more tears.
The cold metal blade was now against her skin,
she didn't really want to, but she pushed it in.
Blood trickled down her redening arm,
and she knew that this was the mark to end all scars.
She looked up to the crying clouds,
listening to their loud horrible sounds.
The blood drained quicker from her open wound,
and she knew that har fight would be over soon.
She tried to keep going, she tried to last,
but life's too demanding, life was too fast.
She lies on the ground, feeling tired,
as pain surged through her feeling like fire,
but the lord came down and cradled her soul,
and told her it was over, to just let it go.
Her lifeless body was left in the rain,
no longer would her time here be spent in vain.
------- Author's Notes -------
Comments are appreciated
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Britney (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, February 15 2005, 02:37 pm|
I liked your poem it was good from the first to the last line great great work girl! Sad though someone shouldn't waste a life though...
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, February 15 2005, 08:28 pm|
Lost Girl! A and B lines! You're off the hook with the rhyming! Heaven's cry, heaven's mourn, heaven's weeping! This is sorrowful. I just hope the girl in this poem, doesn't plan on doing it in real life. Very poetic! *Meri*
|taylor james (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, March 11 2005, 02:41 pm|
hi lost girl, this poem speaks out to me i think it such a good poem.cant wait to see more of your work nuf luv >>>taylor
|KitKatrina (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, March 19 2005, 12:44 am|
I just went through and read all your poems, they are awesome. I love this one just the same. Keep it up, I really enjoy your poems.
|Tiny (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, April 7 2005, 12:51 am|
You have a gift, stick with it
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