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I walk to my room and lock the door.
My legs give out and i fall to the floor.
I start to cry, alittle too loud.
And then I hear a knocking sound.
Before they can talk, I blast my CD.
Thinking to myself, I can finally be free.
I start to remember the good times i had.
and wondered, when did my life become so sad.
Why was my life no longer fun?
I reached under my bed and grabbed my gun.
Without even thinking i put it to my head.
Pulled the trigger, and this girl was dead.
- Title: the girl who died
- Artist: vanessa_m
- Description: i dont know....i wrote it in class....so yea
- Date: 04/02/2009
- Tags: girl died suicided
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Comments (3 Comments)
- MrEmmaWatson - 12/23/2009
- i feel a hugee burst of emotion comin outta this cool 5/5
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- DeCrazySheep - 04/05/2009
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lol nice.
oh shiza that makes me kinda' sick to laugh at something like this no?
oh well.
He hehe he heee you haz no head.
But seriously I like it, short rough and edgy, I would've liked a little more meat to chew on though.
But hey, it made me giggle.
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- Hot pink Killer07 - 04/02/2009
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Wicked my kind of poem
check out my depressing poem: thinking of suicide - Report As Spam