my call for help

my call for help

A Poem by tanya
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i felt like killin myself because i dnt have nobody who i no who loves me becaus evrone who i have ever loved gave up on me when i was a child so its just me against 2 world nd i try to help others 2!

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i called i shout i screamed i begged and yelled for help
no one answerd and no one tried to listen
i dont know if what i did was so wrong 
i tried to help everyone
and like a fool i thought theyd help me too
i cried all nightlong
i thought i was strong to hold back all the tears
which flowed and released all my fears 
how cud i be so stupid
my whole life is twisted and wounded
all i ever wanted was someone who i could love and trust for once in my life
i felt like giving up right here and now
i crawled as my heartbeats so fast
then i begun to walk then i got tormented
so i run as fast as i could my heart is pounding real fast now its about to jump out of my chest
my hands began to shake as i took up a jackknife
here i am ready to end my life
i went in slowly for the kill 
i thought about everything 
you, me and other people and boom 
the knife fell and for a minute i though i was a eagle
i went saw so far from where i was
i turned around slowly to see if i was still here i coughed blood
for i had cut my self so severe that within minutes no seconds 
i felt to the floor 
and before i know it
wow my life was over

© 2010 tanya


Author's Note

tanya
idk i think i shud chnge a couple of things caus i didnt really spend alot of time on it but u tell me how it is

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That;s sad, but I know you arent alone in how you were feeling. Just remember that God is ALWAYS there no matter what.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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