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Hard Truth
Sitting alone on the stairs
Invisible cause no one cares
Only if they would lock eyes
Then they'd see she cries.
All her life she's been beaten
And mistreated
She just wants someone to be
kind
But everyone is blind.
She gets up and climbs out the
window
And she feels the sting of the
cold wind blow
She stands on the ledge
Then she jumps to her death.
If only someone had helped
Then they would've known how
she felt
This is the end of a story so sad
A girl who was trapped in a world
so mad.
Invisible cause no one cares
Only if they would lock eyes
Then they'd see she cries.
All her life she's been beaten
And mistreated
She just wants someone to be
kind
But everyone is blind.
She gets up and climbs out the
window
And she feels the sting of the
cold wind blow
She stands on the ledge
Then she jumps to her death.
If only someone had helped
Then they would've known how
she felt
This is the end of a story so sad
A girl who was trapped in a world
so mad.
Published 29th Feb 2012
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Anonymous
29th Feb 2012 11:09pm
and that is the hard truth..no body listens and no body cares these days and i guess it was her husband or lover who had beat her and then to end it all she took her life.. i think your poem rocks just way out there you did a wonderful job about writing this precious poem, and i hope it touches someone's life. as suicide is not the way out she could have done a number of things besides to take her own life, and i think she might have gone to hell for that but God knows what are last thoughts are..oh, listen to me just rambling on and on it was just a poem
29th Feb 2012 11:43pm
Thanks. I'm glad you like it. It was actually just off the top of my head from what I'm feeling right now. However someone who has or is being abused by a lover or husband could easily relate.
1st Mar 2012 8:15pm
We often don't see with our own eyes what pain others share, if only we could all care beyond our on lives. Sad poem but I like it
