Roses are Red

Roses are Red

A Poem by Will

A pretty little rose she was,
finally in bloom.
A pretty face is what she was,
one day the boys would swoon.

But for today, she was spat upon,
told "go kill yourself, you b***h."
Reading of her living hell,
makes my muscles twitch.

Pills and blades she tried to find
but she couldn't keep them down.
"How many advils 'til you die?"
Their taunts: a thorny crown.

So she went down to the concrete plant
and took her leap towards bliss.
"They won't give me a second thought,
I know I won't be missed."

I know you never met me, dear,
but I know you all too well.
I see you in the girls I know,
they all know your hell.

They cut and bleed to find release,
they see no other way.
They try to find an easy way out,
no matter what we say.

I can't stand to see beauty spoiled;
stained by crimson red.
All of you are perfect kids
you don't deserve to be dead.

You deserve to live and enjoy life,
to see the flowers bloom.
Put the flowers in your hair
and make all of them swoon.

© 2013 Will


Author's Note

Will
I know there's someone out there reading this who just glanced at their scars, or maybe even freshly cut marks. I know it's hard, but know that someone cares. Please, talk to someone you know will help you, and please don't harm yourself anymore. You're absolutely beautiful.

Dedicated to all those who struggle with bullying and self harm, and inspired by the tragic story of Rebecca Ann Sedwick. Please, people, be kind to one another and to yourselves.

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I loved this. Thank you for writing this. a lot of girls and guys really need to hear this. Keep up the good work :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


well, irrespective of age, this is by far one of the better writes I have read on here so very well done. Young people like you are what this world needs and if the majority showed the compassion you have in this write, there would be less necessity for it. A worthwhile message in this mature poem - well done. best Indie

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much, Indie :)
This is a hard one to read, Will - so much raw truth. I have seen and counseled my share of students who turned to cutting, among other things. Yours are the words of compassion that need to be shared... Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thanks, Rita. It really is scary..
Beautiful poem will. Bullying really is horrible

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

It really is. Thanks, Ric
excellent, you write from the heart, about what you see and feel..fine !

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Leslie. I feel that the heart sees more than the eyes and hears more than the ears at tim.. read more
Your heart is pure, Will...and your message will stay in my heart...

I know it's a rough journey for many...
What you have written can reach out to those in pain, and comfort them...

Thank you for sharing something real... Well done!~xoxo~

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Robbie. I try my best to keep it real :)
Robbie~xoxo~

11 Years Ago

You are doing a great job, Will!...keep it up. XX :)
This is such a in your face truth... What an honor to read this message. Like my piece on Breast cancer awareness. If only one person reads this that can glean something from it positive in a way to save a life It is well worth the time and effort.. I will rr this to my friends.. 100/100 phew.. shallimarRose

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on September 17, 2013
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Tags: bullying, cutting, self harm, suicide, anger, death, beauty, life, live, blood, please

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Will
Will

Brooklyn, NY



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Well now that I have the patience, I'll actually write something here. I'm Will, and I'm 16 years old going on 17 , born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. I write what appeals to me. I just love writ.. more..

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