Purple People Pleaser

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic



Purple People Pleaser

 

“Please don’t die”

I told my dentist

When I remembered 

Dentists have a 

High rate of suicide 

 

Maybe I’ll send

Her a card

And take a picture 

Of my teeth

Smiling & gleaming

 

So she’ll think 

One day

Maybe I won’t 

Pick up 

That knife

 

She’ll think

I had the best

Patient 

That gave me

The will

To live

 

Thank God 

For me

If I didn’t do

My pleasing

For

The day 

 

So many people

Would have died.

Or at least

They would’ve

Kept themselves

From murdering 

Me

 

Ouch I felt

The kindness

Once again

Slicing like a flower

In a cops gun 

 

“Don’t shoot”

I say

To my friend 

 

She looks at me

Awkwardly 

 

I say

“I get it”

 

I didn’t respond.

To your text.

Fast enough.

 

“Actually 

I deserve it”

You’re right.

 

I close my eyes

And wait for 

The bang

Of righteous 

anger

 

She’s holding 

a gun

 

She pulls 

the trigger

 

“Bang”

 

I open my eyes

A little flag

Unfurls

 

“What did you 

Think I was 

Going to do?”

She asks

 

“I don’t know..”

 

I Guess I Thought 

If I Don’t 

Do everything

Right

I Might Die

 

“Please don’t die”

She said

With a smirk

 

But

a part of me

did

Die that day 

 

It was

the part

that

had to buy

and die

for

all of your approval



Submitted: June 04, 2021

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Sharief Hendricks

Excellent work Roxanne

I can relate to a large degree...but not as dark as your beautifully worded piece of poetry..of course LOL


Mon, June 7th, 2021 8:32am

Eraser

Nice poem!

Fri, June 18th, 2021 3:20pm

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