I'm bored so I'll write a quick poem:) This is ALL true apart from the end. I just want to tell everyone that suicide isn't always the answer though at the time it seemed right. What really happened was my carers made me see a phycologist he gave me pills and things and now I'm living a perfectly happy teenage life though I can never rid of the memories that still haunt me. Stay strong people! It will all work out xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I remember a few years back,
When I thought I had it really bad,
I'd heard that my dear mother had died,
And there was nobody to hold me when I cried.

The months that went 의해 were full of despair,
I struggled to carry on, there was no room for air,
Then before I knew it even my father has given up,
I was put into care, there was just no hope.

I was all alone in this big scary world,
I was just a young and innocent 10 년 old girl,
My world was slowly breaking, dimming,
But little did I know it was just the beginning.

I got adopted, I got a new home,
But somehow I was still all alone,
There was nobody around that really cared,
At the age of eleven I was frightened and scared.

Then came the abuse, the bruises and beats,
Every morning I was to wash the blood off my sheets,
But then they got taken away,
For what they did to me, they needed to pay

Then at twelve I made a best friend,
But even now I had hit a dead end,
Lucy Middleton moved away,
Yet another 일 of dismay.

But then something happened, I actually felt happy-hearted,
For the first time in years I was simply delighted,
My crush had asked me out on a date,
My bad feelings were melting; no 더 많이 sadness, no 더 많이 hate.

The months went joyfully flying by,
I loved my dear boyfriend Kai,
I was the happiest I'd ever felt in my life,
He told me that one 일 I'd be his wife.

He was amazing, every girls dream,
Whenever he saw ME, he would beam,
But then one 일 he broke my heart,
And I felt like I was being ripped apart.

Nothing mattered to me any more,
Nothing could rid me of the sight I saw,
My beloved boyfriend, my last hope,
With another girl, and I could not cope.

What I would give to be beaten again,
I wanted to feel bloody, I wanted to embrace physical pain,
This I felt distracted me from thoughts,
Because I knew there was nothing to gain from the 사랑 I sought.

The memories began creeping back,
My mother, my father, the way they'd gone with a crack,
The pain of my loss felt too unreal,
Then I knew I would never heal.

There was only one way to end this constant agony.
..
I knew what I had to do.

I held the shaking 칼, 나이프 to my chest.
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No 더 많이 torture.

Peace at last