The Door Is Distant

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
depression poem that you can relate to.

Submitted: August 17, 2014

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She runs to her room and slams the door
Pulls out a knife and drops to the floor
She screams in her mind starting to weep
Help someone her wrists are starting to bleed
No one comes to her rescue she’s all alone
The pain isn’t stopping so she slashed some more
It would only take one person to stop what she does
But no one stops and thinks all she needs is a hug
There’s nothing left to help her cope
So she goes to the closet and pulls out a rope
Ties it around her neck and starts to hang
Even a snake would have less venom in his fang
It’s all over now as she’s in heaven
All her life was is another nine eleven.
 


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