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Glass, Blood, & DeathCategory: poetry
Saturday, 6 April 2013
05:56:04 PM (GMT)
In her room. Cutting her arm like never before.
Her parents are out for a movie. Her siblings are with their friends.
She's left alone at home. One of her families biggest mistake.

She tells herself to stop before anything happens..
She gets up and turns around to look in her mirror...
It's dark where she is and she looks at the knife in her hand..
Noticing her bleeding arm she throws the knife into the mirror....

Glass went everywhere on her and on the floor the knife falling on her foot...
She falls to the floor with glass pieces falling on her...
She starts puking blood...

Laying there with her blood all over the floor...
Next thing she know's she's dead...

Her sister comes home from her friends house..
Going to the bathroom but while passing her sister's room she see's her on the
ground..
Running up to her screaming her name...
She know's she's too late...

She sits on the floor holding her sister's hand in tears...
Seeing her sister covered in blood on the floor with glass everywhere...
She sits next to her sister in depression...
She doesn't know what to do but cry..

She can't even talk...
She was so young...
Helpless...
Harmless...
Did anyone know how she felt..?

Her parents come home..
Hearing their oldest daughter crying, follow the noise...
Finding her in her little sister's room they wonder why glass is everywhere..
Then when they look at their daughters they see blood...
Tears...
And a dead daughter...

Oldest sister looks back at her parents in a tearful face..
Her parents run in and sit by their dead daughter tearing up looking at what has
happened...
All of them just looking... 
Noticing they're too late...

Brother comes home and see's everything going on...
He walks away without a care...
He sits in his room ear pressed against the wall hearing the crying in his little
sister's room...
He thinks to himself that it is his fault...

He never cared for her...
And he won't ever care for her...
He lays down and closes his eyes...
Thinking that everyone will soon get over it all....
He just has to wait a few years...

Life's better...?
He knows the answer is yes...
He'll never care...
He'll never listen...
He'll forget...
He'll never remember.... 
That she ever existed...

Now all their's left is glass and blood....
And the empty soul that use to be in a little girl's body...

So much she could've been...
So much she could've lived for...
Thrown away from the mistakes in her life...
Everyone only see's her mistakes...

She could be the most prettiest person one day...
But one little unenlightened hair...
Can make her the ugliest...

One flaw in her appearance...
Can stick with her for the rest of her life...


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