the break

the break

A Poem by Olive Belikov

all the screaming

the yelling,

its too much;

i break.

i shatter into a thousand pieces.

dont know what to do anymore.

should i call a friend?

or face my fears alone.

i need...

i need...

 

i dont know what i need.

release maybe?

that sounds good.

release from all this pain.

i grab the knife.

"this will help"

i think as tears stain my face.

"this will help"

and then i cut.

it stings but i dont care anymore.

now what?

please, i need help.

im all alone.

dont know what to do.

should i run away?

that sounds good.

i pack my bag,

shirt, jeans,

what else?

i dont know

i dont know

please help me.

the pain

its too much.

i need a friend

yes, that  sounds good.

a friend.

© 2011 Olive Belikov


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I'm always here for you you know? I will run away, we just haven't gotten that far yet. I'll be the friend that you need. plus if this is true, and you don't have to tell me if it is, you know we can talk.
-See ya :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Olive Belikov
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I am a daughter, a sister, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin, a friend. I am a partner, a student, a young girl, and a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited. I am loving and .. more..

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