Dead Girls Poem

Dear; to whom it may concern

In this life I've wept and burned.

I tried to get you to notice ---

But all my hopes were tarnished.



Dear; to whom may ever care

In this life I've bled and scarred.

I tried to get you to see ---

But I never got that far.



I tried to scream your name

But every attempt was in vein.

I cried and wept for nights ---

But ended up drowning in my strife.



You stood there, screaming

Shouting out words in a hiss

To bad you didn't really see ---

I took this shot, and I didn't miss.



Oh, how it pains me to know

No one stopped to care and see

The bloody pages of a dead girls poem ---

And the broken hopes within her dreams.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(May 8, 2007.)

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Seth Roseworth's picture

Sad, beautiful, and reflective. So many sad and intense feelings can lead to death. All are worth a poem. Amazing, dear.