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my poem
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OKAY FIRST OFF
this came from my heart and everything in here cam from some point in my life
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sorrow

its just reality
u have to face it
thats what they said
but u wont face reality
because reality is hard
for in reality
people die
hung
shot
overdose
suicide
in reality people face problems
money, family, mistreatment
abuse, murder and depression
but in reality
there is life
beauty, love, peace
jobs, homes, help
wonders and kindness
and for every life.
there is a person
and that person is u
u feel the pain
u feel the deaths
u feel the problems
u feel the hatred
u feel for ur friends
u feel what it was like the be rejected
u kno what its like to be hated
u kno why u r hated
u feel the abuse from ur parents
u understand how those suicidal people feel
in fact
u r one of those people
u stand on the side of that bridge
about to jump
and u think
why am i doing this
what is the point
i kill myself
end my life
make me happy
only to make the others that once did love me
feel the pain and sorrow that i feel now
is this really a good idea
or will i regret it during judgment
at that moment
u look back as u jump off the bridge
only to see ur best friend runnning towards u
but its too late
u have left the ledge
u sadly look down at the cold dark waters
and immediately regret ur mistake
then u stop falling
u feel stuck
in mid air
u look up
to find that one friend
holding u by ur wrist
and looking u in they eyes
and for all the hatred
all the pain
all the sorrow
all the abuse
everything
the look in his/her eyes makes it all worth it
u feel the need to fight
through your life
because u do have a reason to live
many reasons
just think
why r u still alive
what is keeping u here on earth
now take that reason
and grasp it
because just ine small reason
is what may keep u alive
that one small reason
can change an entire life
i have been there
i feel pain up to this day
i have held an open knife to me multiple times
but i never did it
because if i killed myself
i could never get into heaven
now i focus on others
all the others
that feel that pain
the suffering
those people like u
for i am the one
who was holding u
on the side of that bridge
i am the reason u r still alive
and that will never change
 
an original story/poem by
jared thornton
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