0i cry when im mad.
i stump when im sad.
i walk when im hurt.
but i scream when your dead.
i push when nothing in my way.
i scream bcuz i wat you to stay.
i love when i hate nd i hate when you late.
so i just sream bcuz i do.
i sream bcuz im messin you.
This poem was written/submitted by saeedah johnson.
+6The little girl sits all alone.
Staring at her silent phone.
Tears fall, she starts to cry.
And starts to kiss it all goodbye.
Looking at her broken past.
Falling hard, fading fast.
She hates school, hates her life.
Silently cries through her knife.
Abuse and violence, drugs and rape.
Always searching for an escape.
Daddy hates her, mom don’t care.
Daddy pulls her by the hair.
She has marks from when she’s struck.
Mom’s too drunk to give a fuck.
But now it’s over, it’s too late.
Mom and dad have sealed her fate.
The little girl writes a note.
And forces pills down her throat.
Take her home, take her hand.
Pick her up so she may stand.
Take her sorrow, take her pain.
Break her free from lock and chain.
The young boy stares right at the table.
The other kids gave him a stupid label.
The freakish guy who wears all black. T
he freakish guy they all attack.
He tries to block the insults out.
But all the names fill him with doubt.
Grab his wrists, knock him down.
Trash his name all through town.
Beat him up until he bleeds.
Take the notebook he always reads.
He walks home and starts to think.
Too much pain, he starts to drink.
Fuzzy thoughts start to run.
So he goes and grabs a gun.
He grabs a notebook and a pen.
He won’t be hurt ever again.
Cock it once, hear a click.
It’s all over really quick. T
ake him home, take his hand.
Pick him up so he may stand.
Take his sorrow, take his pain.
Break him free from lock and chain.
So now I lay here and start to write.
Losing a battle but still I fight.
What’s the price I must pay,
To make it through another day?
Stand up straight, I can’t fall.
Because then I’ll lose it all.
But inside I slowly break.
I’ll still smile but it’s fake.
Close my eyes and breathe in deep.
Open them again so I don’t sleep.
Bit my lip and play along.
I’ll be weak but I’ll be strong.
Don’t show fear, don’t be afraid.
Hiding behind my masquerade.
Can’t let them see what’s, inside.
Take precaution, make sure to hide.
I need help with this despair.
I’ll send up one last prayer.
Take me home, take my hand.
Pick me up so I may stand.
Take my sorrow, take my pain.
Break me free from lock and chain.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+20i wish i had a magic wond to make your pain go away
so then you will be happy and you will be OK
i can see that you a trying
this illness i pray you are defying
hold on to your positive attitude
and when things get hard to bear
know that i am here for you
remember that i care
i cant wait to hear your sweet lovely voice
and when you get well we will all rejoice
i will do whatever you need me to do
and remember to get well and I LOVE YOU
This poem was written/submitted by Tateanna Pender.
+16i told God i was hurting
God said i know
i told God i cry alot
God said that is why i give you tears
i told God i feel depressed
God said that is why i give you sunshine
i told God i feel alone
God said that is why i give you loved ones
i told God my love one is dead
God said i watched mines nailed to the cross
i asked God where?
God said mines is on my right and yours is your light
I told God i was hurting
God said i know
This poem was written/submitted by Tateanna Pender.
+40Day by day,
my hair my minde
whonting to fit in
was always a dream
of mine,
Day by day,
Morfing into someone
elts into a person i do
not know
but a friend of mine
saved me frome changin in
to a strager back to who i
was befor i had this flu
with no name.
This poem was written/submitted by Sarah Pellegrino.
+11“Love is never real,
heartbrokens all you feel,
you say you hate life with a burning passion,
but why is it good as you burn his ashes.
This poem was written/submitted by Grace Broach.
+9“Take my hand,
its always near,
every crash,every tear,
as you start to fall apart,
always remember,you’re in my heart.
This poem was written/submitted by Grace Broach.
