March 12, 2010
By , chicago, IL
In a nightmare, I see a girl.
Crying, in a corner.
Razor blade in hand with bloody wrists.
She wants to speak but no words come out.
choking on her words with a broken heart.
I want to leave.
Never wanting to witness her pain.
I scream.
It wont go away.
Than I realize I can't wake up from my own nightmare.

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magic-esi This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 30, 2010 at 2:46 pm
Very touching poem but scary in a way (I guess that's why it's called 'Nightmare'.) It's a bit short but that adds to the meaning of it.
ashley.apathetic replied...
Mar. 31, 2010 at 1:06 pm

I appreciate your comment (:


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