AnotherBrokenDoll

Why not hun?

Thankyou...

Thats really beautiful I think your mother should be proud of you to

Thats why i did it i didn't want her to suffer. She might have had a brain tumour, thats what the vets predicted but we didn't have the money on us to get it all checked out. It could have been something little and maybe they could have fixed it... Thankyou for your comment and i'm sorry to here about Chance. Sadie was 16 or 17 when we put her down, she was older then me.

My dog was my best friend and this is a poem about what happened and for her... Why did heaven steal you, Why did god have to take you away, You were ment to be my life, Ment to be the reason i'd never stray. You were ment to welcome me, Each and every day. When i got home from shcool, When i got home from play. Sometimes i wonder, Where you are right now. I wonder if you can see me, I wonder if you are looking down. I wonder if you watch me, Every day of every week, I wonder if you'll ever know, How much its you i truly seek. I never wanted to say goodbye, And i promised we never would. Didn't think anyone could separate us, Told you not even god could. I made you so many promises, Told you you would never leave, Promised you you'd be ok, I wonder if you were so naieve. I swear to you i meant, All the things i said. I never really knew, All these lies were stuck inside my head. I truly believed, That you would never go, I never ever though, Tears of such loss would ever flow. I'm sorry i didn't help you, I wish i could have done more, But after i watched you fall asleep, I walked straight through that door. No one knows the pain i feel, And how it hurts me more each day. No one knows the guilt i feel, For simply walking away. I guess i never dreamed, That you would never wake, And now reality has hit, Its just so hard for my heart to take. When i cry i want to lie with you, Pat your sweet head, Then i remember, You are no longer in your bed. I don't know how to deal with this, Its so hard to say goodbye, So much so when i know its my own fault, I had to watch you die. I wish i could go back, Have the money in my bank, You could have been kept there, With at least an air tank. But no i failed you, Just like all the times before, Except never can i make up for all the mistakes, Never will i be able to close that door.

Beautiful, simply beautiful.

Hun its ok to be scared sometimes remember that. Really powerful poem.

Yup i've definitely felt like that before, lovely work. We all know we are supposed to let it out but its not always easy.

Thankyou, girlfriend. Its so nice to have your comment.

Hey, well what can i say, right at this exact moment i feel that poem so much. As though you wrote the way of my heart. It was really wonderful. Please keep sharing your work.

Wow that is so beautiful. Really really inspiring stuff. So sad and i relate to it so much. I guess theres a lost little girl in all of us.

Once again i look at the bowl, Only a handull of fruit, Though still i hate what i see, My mouth closes shut, i've become mute. Once again as i place the spoon to my mouth, I chew so slowly, Watching around, Making sure i'm the only goalie. People sit, People stare, As i break this piece of fruit, Into a piece so rare. I don't want to eat, But i don't want not to, I just want to be pretty, Just want to feel like you. How you can walk around, Your head held so high, I cannot eat, I must continue to lie. And if i'm forced, To swallow such doom, I will return to my haven, The disgusting bathroom. Here i'll let my worries, Flow so free, Get them out, Of the ugly me. One day you will see, Oh how pretty i shall be, You will wonder what i did, While to my life, a painful goodbye do i bid.

Thats so beautiful. It really is cute.

I love it when people mean what they write, empty poetry does nothing for me.

Any girl you end up with is lucky to have you. Your poetry is so cute.

Oh boy i'm sure i could muster, One last tear, One last scar to bleed, One last refused meal. I could break down once again, Fall to the ground, Sob tears of self pitty, And complain about my stomach so round. I could slice away, At my soft skin, Bleed a river, Of never ending sin. But i chose to mutter, A few last words, Of hope and trust, Of all good things heard. For i have friends, Above all others, They are more, Then just a month time lover. Its them i truly, Wish to cry for, Tears of empathy, As they are so unsure. So many wish to end their lives, Break their skin, Touch those knives. But little do they know, Oh how they just don't understand, How wonderful, Is their simple helping hand. There beauty reaches behind the skin, Something more, Then eyes can see, Something worth searching for.

I like your poem, though i wish you didnt have to feel the emotions that cause yo to write such poetry.

Hugs are so good but you need to be happy within yourself before others can love you to. Lovely poem and i'm sorry you feel so down.

Thats really cute

Beautiful, That is really beautiful. I'm sure your heart will hang in there. And i hope you won't be broken again.

Hun, i'm sure you'll find a guy more suited to you, though i guess you don't want to hear that. But it was such a nice peom, i love reading such emotions and yours were expressed so clearly. I hope you feel better soon.

That is so sweet. I almost cried it was so nice. Whoever you love is one very lucky girl. No joke.

Ahhh no you can't kill the birdie! The birdie is cute and sweet and nice and no no no i'm going to pretend you never wrote that lol. It was really sweet until the end.

lol thankyou girl friend... It was a mixture of feelings but yeah kind of. But at the same point i think everything took its toll.

Thankyou Somebloke, - roz-bud hahaha, lol thats so random.