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A girl called Bright EyesCategory: poemsss
Friday, 26 November 2010
02:54:34 PM (GMT)
For Clair.

Her eyes once shined like the moon,
they sparkled like the stars.
They lit up her face 
with their blue-grey gaze,
they told of her joyful heart.
And whenever she laughed
her bright eyes flashed, 
so full of innocent beauty.
She always had a smile on her face,
and never did she appear moody.
She was the girl who could bring a smile
to any face she met,
the girl who could make you feel loved
when you didn't even know her yet.
But what happens when
a blazing star
just flickers out?
What do you do
when the one who gave you hope
is now so full of doubt?
They never knew what happened
to the girl that they once knew.
But they do miss her,
even though they don't have a clue.
Now she stands alone
in her secret world of fear,
unable to escape,
even when freedom 
is so near.
Bright Eyes knows 
that she has been broken.
She wishes she could take back
the words she has spoken. 
She should never have trusted him...
the one who used her.
She should never have gone with him,
and let him abuse her.
The life is gone from her heart.
The smile is gone from her face. 
She aches inside to return,
but she is stuck in this place.
If she could say the words to his face
he would hear the bright eyed girl say
"You have forgotten me, 
but I think about you every day.
You stripped away the best of me,
and as for the rest of me,
I can't say that I am okay.
Five years younger than you,
and you still made me go through with it.
But I'm just another name on the list
of girls who you forced to 'do it'.
And so I ask you now,
what is inside
that empty-looking heart of yours,
besides more lies?
Why did I trust you?
Why was I so naive?
Couldn't you do anything 
besides destroy and decieve?"
She was my 'best friend forever',
but now she will rest forever
underground beneath her angel stone.
I place a flower on her grave, and I see
that she couldn't make it on her own...
and I wish I could tell her she wasn't alone.
But now it's too late. 
She deserved to live, 
but she wanted to die.
If I ever meet that man, 
I will ask him... Why?

‹✬Kaybell❣› says:   4 December 2010   750089  
Aww </3 Claire died, didn't she?
‹✖[[AntisocialButterfly]]✖› says:   4 December 2010   760393  
Yeah, killed herself.
She was my best friend. 
‹✬Kaybell❣› says:   4 December 2010   938112  
So very sorry. I know what it feels like to be in your position,
‹✖[[AntisocialButterfly]]✖› says:   4 December 2010   631269  
You do? You know what it feels like to be the only person who knows
why your best friend killed herself and not know if telling her family
would make them feel better or just make them feel even worse? 
‹✬Kaybell❣› says:   4 December 2010   858683  
Actually yes, and he wasn't just my best friend, but he was my cousin
and he killed himself in front of me.
‹✖[[AntisocialButterfly]]✖› says:   4 December 2010   898103  
Okay. Wow. I'm so sorry...˘ 
‹✬Kaybell❣› says:   4 December 2010   324101  
I was ten, it's ok now. I couldn't tell anybody though, all I could
say was that he just fell asleep and never woke up. He explained to me
what he was doing.

Pill overdose. 
‹✖[[AntisocialButterfly]]✖› says :   4 December 2010   829150  
Okay...well...still. I'm sorry to hear that.
Clair killed herself because she was sexually abused in some way, but
I'm not even sure how.  She never told me.  She hanged herself. (hung,
hanged, wtf?)


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