Anything Else?

Knocks on the door
Whispering in ears
Thoughts floating

Tears rolled down
Why did she do that?
Was it meant to be this way?

Not a thing she could understand
Her eyes got red
Her hands with blood

Burning her self
Hurting her self
What more could she do?



Poetry by lost
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Written on 2007-08-14 at 12:27

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Kathy Lockhart
this relates such sadness and desperation.
2007-08-14