of siLver & 13
Cold air filing; watch each slow breath.
Head is sore from banging it to the wall.
Staring at a reflection; a face to fool all.
There she is, so shut down from the world.
First look and all you see is a happy girl.
Look again, farther into her little heart,
She’s destroyed inside; all torn apart.
Arms around knees and knees to chest.
Cold air filling; watch each slow breath.
Tears frozen and bleeding from the head.
Not much longer now and she’ll be dead.
Looking in the mirror, she watches herself die.
A young teenager who no longer wished to try.
Not a sound is heard and she slips away.
God bless the angel who died that day.
Arms fallen from knees and knees far from chest.
Cold air filled; but visible is not a single breath.
Cause of death: suicidal ways left unseen,
God bless the angel who died at thirteen.
of siLvery 13...i might be writtin abt myself..
