her death
Nobody knew what caused it,
Or how she died,
Except for few,
There ere few who knew how unhappy she was,
To most people, they saw her as a happy, joyful, quiet girl.
But to those few, they knew how depressed she was.
She'd runaway, cut herslef, and even put drugs into her body, just to hide the pain she felt..
She couldn't stand her family, they drove her insane.
Her parents kept her from the world, and she just couldn't take it anymore.
She cried herslef to sleep, but when she was all cried out, she took drugs to knock her out,
This girl died of saddness.
Her body still remains alive but not in good condtition.
But on the inside she's as dead as one could ever be......
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.