She falls to her bruised knees,
"Please somebody help me"
She is just a little girl,
Barely even seen the world.
She tries not to fall apart,
Dying from a broken heart.
She falls to her bloody knees
"Please somebody kill me"
YOU ARE READING
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
