Wendy’s Pain


was very pretty, and was the smartest kid in the class.

But why didn’t she have friend,s. rejection. mockery. was

what she was used to.

Wendy, day dreamed during class of a different life.

She was getting more and more isolated and detached

from family and friend.s

Depression was taking over her life, Dressing in all black

getting moody and  hanging out light at night by herself.

The music she was listening to was questionable at best

her parents said.

Drinking and drugs helped cover the pain but pain never went away.

Suicide was a topic that was always on her mind.

Wendy had a drug induced vision, best acid she ever had.

She went up to the roof to look at the stars.

She started laughing and jumped.

It was over no more pain , no more bad memories

never had a guy she could love.


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2 Responses to Wendy’s Pain

    • poetb2012 says:

      Oh it is only in my mind not real. i just have a dark side sense i got put in this wheel chair but that the past my future is going to be a blast i hope thank you for reading

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