She has no scars
They think she lies
But they only checked her wrists
Never thighs
The world needs to prepare
For when she flies high
Because one of these days
She will lose all control
And it won't be the gun that took her life
It's not the bullets either
It's the people who thought
Suicide wasn't the answer
Yet continued to hurt her
Til that last wall came crumpling down
And she was put six feet under ground
Hope you guys like my first poem. ☺
-Bianca
STAI LEGGENDO
Poems
PoesiaPoetry of mine. These all range from when i was a kid to now so some of them kind of suck. Some of these may be triggering to some people, but I try to put a warning at the beginning of each one. Please enjoy and please don't steal my poetry. :)
