Only She Can See

She sits on her bed
A six year old little girl,
Wondering why her momma and daddy are fighting.
Her mom said she doesn't want her to feel the pain,
But she does.

The next 10 years came and passed like a subtle breeze.
She sits on her bed,
A 16 year old girl,
Wondering why those girls said all of those mean things,
She doesn't know..

The heartbreaks and scars are places only she can see,
Plastering a smile on the outside, but crumbling on the in.
She uses the knife, the gun, the pills to end the pain her momma didn't want her to feel.

She meets a guy.
Falls in love.
A clique sort of deal.
He cheats.
He beats.
He leaves.

She sits in the corner of her room
Wondering what she did to deserve this,
Wondering how she could of made him love her,
But she doesn't know.

The heartbreaks and scars are places only she can see,
Plastering a smile on the outside, but crumbling on the in.
She uses the knife, the gun, the pills to end the pain her momma didn't want her to feel

The girl gets a call, it's the hospital

"Are you her daughter,"
They ask.
She rushes frantically to the hospital,
Trying to stay composed.

She sees her momma in critical condition, barely breathing.
Her momma beckons her over saying to the only light in her life,
"Baby you gotta stay strong. I don't want you to feel the pain like I am right now."
Flatline.

The heartbreaks and scars are places only she can see
Plastering a smile on the outside, but crumbling on the in
She uses the knife, the gun, the pills to end the pain her momma didn't want her to feel

This girl has been feeling the pain since day one
She's been hopeful but lately
Her hope has been fading

She doesn't see it getting better
She writes a note to whom it may concern knowing its probably nobody
She utters her last words,
"Momma I'm gonna take away the pain."
She pulls the trigger and 
POP!
The pains gone.

The heartbreaks and scars are places only she can see
Plastering a smile on the outside, but crumbling on the in.
She uses the knife, the gun, the pills to end the pain her momma did.

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