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To Mom (Free verse) by Brittanyy

I call you all day but you dont answer the phone, Why is this happening? I feel so alone. You pick up the bottle and take another drink, And a few minutes later you go puke in the sink. You're killing your body You're killing your Mind You cant handle the truth so you drink yourself blind. Throughout the years you've caused me so much pain, Somebody help me Im going insane. I Pick up the knife and walk up the stairs, why shouldn't I do this? Nobody Cares. I sit on the bed and take a deep breath, raise the knife above my head and stab myself in the chest...

razorgrin 22-Sep-03/6:28 PM
I considered being a nice person and not hassling you about your mom (I have a target for that), thereby skipping this poem. However, I read it. You owe me thirty seconds of a perfectly miserbable life. I'd just like to say I agree with Mr. Dreamer. Also, if you held the knife above your head, the angle would likely cause the blade to bounce off your rib or more likely collarbone and you'd just cut off your tit. Not saying that wouldn't be an idea. By the way, nobody does care. Except sliver, but he doesn't count. Likely just wants in your pimply panties anyway.




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