Why did they have to stomp out her flame/ She's never going to be the same/ Out of frustration she resorted to crime/ The cops caught her, so now she's doing time/ What used to be a promising life now is done/ This is a fate you wouldn't wish on anyone/ It was a small crime so she got out fast/ But everyone knew he wouldn't last/ Within a week she was at it again/ All of this was to hide her growing pain/ In prison she was forced to reflect on her life/ Debating whether or not to use the knife/ They were forced to commit her/ So she could get herself together/ Nothing came from her cell for a while/ The staff checked it while they were in that aisle/ They came upon a really horrifying sight/ She had ended it during the night/ When they got there she'd already died/ The coroner said it was suicide/
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Failing_Misserably: I liek this poem. It talks about the sadness that can bring down a once enjoyable life. on July 31, 2006 8:38 AM
blonde_cheerleader4life: I liked this poem too. I have
had 4 friends kill themselves
in the past year, and it was
really hard on me. I can
relate kind of to this poem. I
really liked it. i've read a
couple of your others and they
are good too.. Email me sometime on September 03, 2004 11:56 PM
ambrosia: wow..i dont know wut to
say...awesome..remids me of
my biological mother...thanx
for sharing on March 22, 2004 9:42 PM
