Valued MemberSo, when I write poetry, I write about real life issues and things that either I or someone close to me has experienced. This poem that I'm sharing with you all today is several years old. I wrote it several years ago when I was in a group home. It's about my roommate and her life...
- Adopted -
Sitting in the darkness
Staring into the night
She trembles at the thought
of what was, could and might.
Not thinking of the consequence
She reaches for the knife
She makes a deep incision
That just might cost her, her life.
Her tears keep falling
more now than ever before
She bows her head in prayer
“Please Help Me Lord!”
A man was walking by
He heard the young girl crying
He saw what she had done
He saw that she was dying.
He held the girl in his arms
told her she’d be okay
he called upon an ambulance
Help was on the way.
The man looked at the girl
With tear filled eyes
he didn’t understand
why this girl would want to die.
Minutes came and passed
As the ambulance showed up
They got her to the hospital
And quickly sowed her up.
When the little girl awoke
She knew she was alive
Someone had helped her
It made her feel good inside.
The doctor came in
Told her what the man had done
She again began to cry
She was a happy grateful one.
The man came in to see her
She told him of her life
How she was an orphan
And how her day was always night.
The man called Social Services
He asked them for the rights
To take the little girl
And put her up for the night.
A few weeks later
adoption papers signed
The little girl had a father
The man that saved her life..
- Adopted -
Sitting in the darkness
Staring into the night
She trembles at the thought
of what was, could and might.
Not thinking of the consequence
She reaches for the knife
She makes a deep incision
That just might cost her, her life.
Her tears keep falling
more now than ever before
She bows her head in prayer
“Please Help Me Lord!”
A man was walking by
He heard the young girl crying
He saw what she had done
He saw that she was dying.
He held the girl in his arms
told her she’d be okay
he called upon an ambulance
Help was on the way.
The man looked at the girl
With tear filled eyes
he didn’t understand
why this girl would want to die.
Minutes came and passed
As the ambulance showed up
They got her to the hospital
And quickly sowed her up.
When the little girl awoke
She knew she was alive
Someone had helped her
It made her feel good inside.
The doctor came in
Told her what the man had done
She again began to cry
She was a happy grateful one.
The man came in to see her
She told him of her life
How she was an orphan
And how her day was always night.
The man called Social Services
He asked them for the rights
To take the little girl
And put her up for the night.
A few weeks later
adoption papers signed
The little girl had a father
The man that saved her life..
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