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look what I wrote!
I called and no one answered.
I cried and no one cared. I tried to get your attention So that maybe you’d be here. But you did not come. Like all the times before. And when you finally got here, I was locked behind my door. You knocked but I would not come. You were just too late. I had already loaded the gun And decided my own fate. I put the gun up to my head; The shot rang throughout the room. You cried out but it was no use. The door just would not move. You called the police. They came rushing in. They broke down the door And starting working. They looked around, Fearing I was dead. Then they found it, A note that said, “I did this because of you. All of my friends that are not friends. I don’t give a ****. I hate you all. And that is why my life ends. For all the times I needed your help. And you were no where to be found. You were good for nothing Because you never were around. So goodbye to all of you Who hurt me and made me so mad I will see you in Hell, It can’t really be this bad.” But I didn’t die that night By some miracle of God. They were able to save me, But it left a nasty scar. So here I am talking to you, Saying it will be ok. Maybe I can change your life, All because I did not die that day. ~*K*~ |
wow.... thats deep.. intense. it was good. keep writing its feels better when you do.
emz |
*hugs*
I liked the twist at the end. I hope you're okay |
its such a brilliant poem i love it
take care |
wow, really liked it.
Take Care |
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