Lily

Lovelies240 on Dec 9, 2011

Tags: demonic, evil, flowers, help, Inconsiderate, lilies, Lily, Safe, Safety, save, selfish

This poem is about me. (They all are but..) I am her. Not one person will save/help me from the evil I live among. No one will help me overcome my depression or PTSD. No one ever helps me..

Lilies sway in the breeze.

They ask you “Come with me.”

Now complete silence.

Complete darkness.

There goes the laughter.

Sweet little demonic giggles.

Children skipping in circles and singing.

Evil… Evil… Evil…

Save her,

They’re after her too.

Will you help her?

Of course not,

You’re too busy helping yourself.

You’re too selfish to care about others,

To care for their safety.

She deserves to live too.

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FX777222999 on Dec 9, 2011
You felt the fear and anger inside of you.
Aroosa Gloomy on Dec 10, 2011
ANGRY LIKE ME
PHILLY DREAMER on Dec 15, 2011
I too feel this way sometimes, that’s when I say F@%&* the world, and I do whatever I have to to survive.
m1j2k3 on Jan 2, 2012
That goes for me too feck the whole lot of them who ever they are,
the shower of shi,.,,,.

Its no good talking like this the only way to beat this is to think positive and stand up and be counted.
We are worth 100 of them, Them that think they are above us looking down upon us. Well there is no bollix… going to look down on me.
So get out there and show what you can do.
And never let it be said.

Lily

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