© Angie

Girl Forever Gone

Published: August 2008
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If you can relate to this
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If we are to be honest to ourselves, at one point the thought has crossed our mind but we still strive to survive.

Someone said

"Sometimes the only way to stop hurting is to stop
breathing."

GIRL FOREVER GONE

Her face is puffy and red, while painful
tears stream down her sad face.

She cries out loudly, hoping someone
will hear her silent screams.

So many voices going through her
head,
telling her how better she would feel if
she were dead.

She places her shaking hands over her
ears, trying not to listen.
She yells out once again for help, yet
no one comes to her rescue.

She then remains sitting there on her
cold bathroom floor, while the clock
ticks by.

Her body begins to shake
uncontrollably, unable to stop it all.
Starting to realize that no one cares,

feeling so alone and helpless.
She finally comes to the decision that
there is only one thing left to do.

She brings her shaking hands
together, closes her eyes and prays.

She speaks to God one last time and
tells him this:

"Lord, I'm so tired and the pain inside
doesn't want to go away.
I can no longer shed anymore tears,

for my eyes hurt me really bad.
The voices in my head don't want to
go away.

My heart aches so bad that it's become
too unbearable for me.

No one loves me, no one cares, no one
wants me, and no one can help me now.

I tried being the good girl everyone
wanted, but it wasn't good enough.

All I wanted was for someone to love
me God.
Was I asking too much?

I'm so sorry God but I have to end my
suffering the only way I know how.

Please forgive me God for what I'm
about to do."

She opens her eyes for the last time,
and quickly grabs for the razor blade.

She forces the sharp blade against her
wrist.

She starts slitting her veins, deeper
and deeper into her flesh.

The dark blood pours out more and
more onto the floor all over.

Feeling weaker and weaker, becoming
more and more unconscious by the
seconds,
the blade drops from her hand onto
that cold floor, her final resting place.

Her cold body now collapses to the
floor and she slowly begins to feel the
pain fade away along with her soul,
finally falling into an endless sleep.

She lays there dead, yet free of pain.

It is now quiet, no screams, no tears,
no suffering, just utter silence.