Crying from the pain

I was crying the other day.

Trying not to be in the pain.

I was always trying to be free.

But every move I make.

I am always trapped.

I can't find my way out.

I have been crying from all of the pain.

I am trying to be so free.

I ran away the other day.

i have ben in so much pain.

I watched my mother,

put the gun to her hea and

 pulled the triggure.

Now I will always promise,

myself not to kill myslef.

I was walking home from,

shool the other day,

A bullet just bearly missed me.

I started to run.

I began to cry.

Then I saw a man pulled a gun,

to his head and pulled,

the triger while he drank,

His memories away.

I was crying from all of the pain.

I swore up and down.

That I will never hurt myself.

So I should begin,

To stop from the pain.

 

 

 

Author's Note

this is not really true

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a sad poem. I can feel the emotions within it. I could see everything happen clearly. If this really did happen to you or anyone in general...that would kill that person. Thanks for sharing.

[Tasha]

This was really good. Crying does help ease the pain sometimes. You missed a couple of letter in some of the words, but other than that you did a really good job.

[Cynthia]

I think crying is a way to relax our self, but you've showed a very great pain in this poem, that maybe the character once thinking of shooting him/herself. Its just, how tragic people die for some pain they should have never been feel, and they just shot them self, and everything to them ends while problems are still left. I love your poem, cause it makes people really think, for this story, for themselves. A nice story you've written.
Good Job!