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Before you pull the knife any closer remember that they care

Summary



You may feel desperately alone,
and things may not seem to be getting better.
It may seem like just you,
although there are million others.
And although we are all thirty seven degrees,
you may feel winter cold.
You may feel like they don’t love you,
or that with you gone, no one will care.
You get in trouble for whatever you do,
and that you are worthless too,
but before you pick up that knife,
and nearer it to your chest, think.
The suicide note in your hand,
you clinging on to it,
and although you’ve never gotten that far before,
you plop granddad’s expired pills in your mouth.
One by one, till you feel drowsy,
and until you fall asleep.
Only you’re asleep forever now.
It’s time for dinner, and your brother calls,
he comes in and you are asleep.
He shakes you but no answer,
so he assumes it’s a deep sleep.
Your parents come, and they instantly know,
because your creamish skin,
is now looking like snow.
And the sister you hated, just came in.
The one who always got you in trouble,
now sinking to the floor, and calling your name.
And the next day, everyone’s told in school.
You’d expected no-one to care,
but they are horribly aware.
They miss you and want you back,
and regret how much they hurt you.
Your best friend is hitting her head,
because she hadn’t understand the severity,
and the guy who teased you,
is deeply regretting, he didn’t tell you he liked you.
The mean girls are all shocked,
and blaming there selves.
Your teachers thinking it was them,
for pushing you to hard.
Two years, after you’re buried in the crowd,
your best friends had a break down,
and your mum and dad has split.
Your sisters not eating, and your brother,
who understands now, is behaving bad in school.
All your bullies have dropped out,
and cried tears to fill a pool.
Your teachers have lost hope, and quit.
See when you are upset, you do not realise it,
but you matter to people too.
They remember, how can they forget,
from someone how bullied you,
down to someone you just smiled at.
So before you say no one cares,
and pull the knife in closer,
remember how lucky you are,
and that people care too!
Always remember, never forget,
or you’ll end up just full of regret.

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Submitted: September 29, 2012

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Submitted: September 29, 2012

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You may feel desperately alone,

and things may not seem to be getting better.

It may seem like just you,

although there are million others.

And although we are all thirty seven degrees,

you may feel winter cold.

You may feel like they don’t love you,

or that with you gone, no one will care.

You get in trouble for whatever you do,

and that you are worthless too,

but before you pick up that knife,

and nearer it to your chest, think.

The suicide note in your hand,

you clinging on to it,

and although you’ve never gotten that far before,

you plop granddad’s expired pills in your mouth.

One by one, till you feel drowsy,

and until you fall asleep.

Only you’re asleep forever now.

It’s time for dinner, and your brother calls,

he comes in and you are asleep.

He shakes you but no answer,

so he assumes it’s a deep sleep.

Your parents come, and they instantly know,

because your creamish skin,

is now looking like snow.

And the sister you hated, just came in.

The one who always got you in trouble,

now sinking to the floor, and calling your name.

And the next day, everyone’s told in school.

You’d expected no-one to care,

but they are horribly aware.

They miss you and want you back,

and regret how much they hurt you.

Your best friend is hitting her head,

because she hadn’t understand the severity,

and the guy who teased you,

is deeply regretting, he didn’t tell you he liked you.

Your friends are all scared that you could hurt yourself.

The mean girls are all shocked,

and blaming there selves.

Your teachers thinking it was them,

for pushing you to hard.

Two years, after you’re buried in the crowd,

your best friends had a break down,

and your mum and dad has split,

and yourdad take drug to forget.

All your mum does is lie on the bed.

Your sisters not eating, and your brother,

who understands now, is behaving bad in school.

All your bullies have dropped out,

and cried tears to fill a pool.

Your teachers have lost hope, and quit.

See when you are upset, you do not realise it,

but you matter to people too.

They remember, how can they forget,

from someone how bullied you,

down to someone you just smiled at.

So before you say no one cares,

and pull the knife in closer,

remember how lucky you are,

and that people care too!

Always remember, never forget,

or you’ll end up just full of regret.


© Copyright 2016 iloveuall. All rights reserved.

Before you pull the knife any closer remember that they care Before you pull the knife any closer remember that they care

Poem by: iloveuall

Status: Finished

Genre: Other

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Poem by: iloveuall

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Status: Finished

Genre: Other

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Summary



You may feel desperately alone,
and things may not seem to be getting better.
It may seem like just you,
although there are million others.
And although we are all thirty seven degrees,
you may feel winter cold.
You may feel like they don’t love you,
or that with you gone, no one will care.
You get in trouble for whatever you do,
and that you are worthless too,
but before you pick up that knife,
and nearer it to your chest, think.
The suicide note in your hand,
you clinging on to it,
and although you’ve never gotten that far before,
you plop granddad’s expired pills in your mouth.
One by one, till you feel drowsy,
and until you fall asleep.
Only you’re asleep forever now.
It’s time for dinner, and your brother calls,
he comes in and you are asleep.
He shakes you but no answer,
so he assumes it’s a deep sleep.
Your parents come, and they instantly know,
because your creamish skin,
is now looking like snow.
And the sister you hated, just came in.
The one who always got you in trouble,
now sinking to the floor, and calling your name.
And the next day, everyone’s told in school.
You’d expected no-one to care,
but they are horribly aware.
They miss you and want you back,
and regret how much they hurt you.
Your best friend is hitting her head,
because she hadn’t understand the severity,
and the guy who teased you,
is deeply regretting, he didn’t tell you he liked you.
The mean girls are all shocked,
and blaming there selves.
Your teachers thinking it was them,
for pushing you to hard.
Two years, after you’re buried in the crowd,
your best friends had a break down,
and your mum and dad has split.
Your sisters not eating, and your brother,
who understands now, is behaving bad in school.
All your bullies have dropped out,
and cried tears to fill a pool.
Your teachers have lost hope, and quit.
See when you are upset, you do not realise it,
but you matter to people too.
They remember, how can they forget,
from someone how bullied you,
down to someone you just smiled at.
So before you say no one cares,
and pull the knife in closer,
remember how lucky you are,
and that people care too!
Always remember, never forget,
or you’ll end up just full of regret.

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