This is my poem, my thoughts, dont steal it.
As her head hangs down,
A note was attached to her door.
the gun falls out of her hands,
She doesn't hear them anymore.
As her life slips away from earth,
and the pain fades away,
she knew she didn't belong here,
It wasnt her place to stay.
As she stands over her body,
shining with self satisfaction
Her best friend comes running,
crying about his best friend's action.
As she listens to they're cries,
Her tears begin to fall.
Her Broken angel wings wont work,
It wasnt her time after all.
As she stares at her reflection,
in the blood stained mirror,
she sees the boy standing next to her body
Her concequences are clear.
This broken angel only wanted love,
but if she looked beyond her wall,
She would've seen it clear as day.
The boy who loved her, took the hardest fall.
Nicole Brewer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-angel-12/
