All Because...

She smokes

Because she is ugly.

Feeling more dead than alive.

 

She gets high

Because she always feel low.

Lower than the bee hives.

 

She cuts herself

Because she feels invisible.

Like a microscopic speck.

 

She burns herself

Because she craves to feel pain.

The force to be in reality.

 

For some reason, I belonged here.

Next to her.

I could understand and relate to her pain.

 

She was alsmot just like me.

But perhaps she was more lost than I.

 

Only because I

Gave up all the pain long ago.

Reviews

[metaljelly]

I feel as if I know her too, at least someone similar, I really felt this one, and you have really good endings

[zainul]

A sad story indeed.
How is she now?
Well written piece.
Full of compassion and love.
Added to reading list and favorites.
100/100

[DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf]

She's doing quite a bit better nowadays, 2 months clean from cutting and still smoking here and there. Though she shouldn't, but plans to quit soon.

[zainul]

Thanks for sharing.
Hope she will be perfectly alright by means of your love and care.

[DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf]

To be honest, the girl in this poem is actually me.

[zainul]

I adore you, charming poetess.

[DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf]

Why thank you :) That made me blush a bit. Haha.

[zainul]

You are most welcome :)

[DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf]

You're so sweet...

[zainul]

:)