No Arms to Hold Her #suicide #poetry


Captive in the frame
Captive in the frame

She died again today

for the thirty-fifth time

my heart relives the day

it’s frozen in my mind

No one listened to her cries

not the ones a difference makes

we were still just silly kids

this fiend her spirit did break

who excuses such an act

laugh and look the other way

family guilty all

it was no three act play

others I believe

were broken by this man

girls all were they

when did decency forget to stand?

too late for my dear friend

ropes easy knots to tie

no expression til the last

hide the truth, yes tell your lies

She died again today

for the thirty-fifth time

my heart relives the day

it’s frozen in my mind

 

Sharing this with Poetry Pantry at Poets United. This poem is a part two to my poem written earlier this week about rape and abused women.

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8 thoughts on “No Arms to Hold Her #suicide #poetry

  1. Thanks for telling her story, in hopes of spreading awareness so perhaps another girl can be saved. Too many sad stories in the world. There is a quote “It is hard to be a girl child in a world of men”. Alice Walker, I believe.

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