Easy WayA Poem by Blossomabout abuse and how it affects the victim
The sky so blue
as the clouds wander by each make a shape of this world I just left the dullness of my eyes I watch as people gather wondering why... I won't get up They can't see my wounds the scars that I bear Suicide was easy it was the bruises that hurt the anger of others is marked on my skin just like tattoos they have a story to tell I wasn't a bad girl I did what I could everything went wrong So, I chose the easy way out the sky now purple, red, and yellow I'm in my happy place as they lower me in my new home © 2010 BlossomAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 14, 2010 Last Updated on August 24, 2010 AuthorBlossomSaskatoon, Saskatchewan, CanadaAboutLove to read and write enjoy almost everything love chocolate mostly write dark poetry but really I'm a really outgoing and hyper child. Weird... I know! Lets101 Quizzes - Online Quizzes Le.. more..Writing
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