Today’s poem comes from my 12 year old daughter. She has taken an interest in song writing . This is a song she performed at a local coffee house recently. She also submitted this piece at a local teen poetry contest and she came in as a finalist.
You’re Not Alone
She paints a pretty picture
But this story has a twist-
Her paintbrush is razor,
And the canvas is her wrist.
Her mother died a year ago,
Depressed and alone.
She wants to die
Bitter and cold.
She dances in the moonlight,
She’s the black swan of the night-
She leaps, prances, twirls, and dances
But she cannot stop the fight.
Your skin isn’t paper, so don’t cut it,
Life isn’t a movie so don’t end it.
Your face is so pretty, why do you hide it?
You have a beautiful soul, but you want to kill it.
Just know you’re not alone.
You are living one big lie
But in the end you will be alright.
by Raquel Brincat copyright 2012