Monday, 29 April 2013

Numbers

She counts, slowly.
1, 2, 3...
She writes the figure down;
It amounts to 20.

She counts, unsure.
5, 10, 15.
She swallows the number down,
And waves goodbye to the pristine.

She stays unconscious,
10, 20, 30.
Until they resuscitate her.
She cries when she wakes up.

She's put into therapy,
1, 2, 3.
But nothing helps,
Not the chemicals nor being free.

She writes a facebook status
That everyone thinks is inspirational.
"Breaking old records, reaching new heights."
That night, she jumped.

2 comments:

  1. You're incredibly talented, and I don't particularly like poetry, but this really spoke to me.

    Maybe because I can relate to it, haha?

    You're amazing.

    Just thought you should be told. <3

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  2. You are amazing BB and this poem brought tears to my eyes *hugs tight*
    I know life can be busy, but you pull me aside if you need hugs. In my heart I am always giving them to you but I forget to let you know, But you are not nor never will be forgotten.
    Keep writing Tessa, your talent is amazing and beautiful and touched the soul in a powerful way.

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