Cry Out(a poem by me) written 8/27/08

She turns around and smiles at her friend
Her friend shrugs, nods his head, and follows her
They find an entrance, entering by purpose
Walking through the doorway, they notice the door shut
They're trapped in the room--no windows, no other exits
Her friend cries out--but no one hears.

He turned to his house
Thinking of his escape
Running toward the bus stop, he fixed it
The watch on his wrist said it was time
The day is Friday
He ditches class, runs away from school, and walks toward the beach
He finds a hill, and finds a cliff
He jumps off and cries out--but no one hears.

She is a cutter
Pulling out a knife, she slices her wrist
Crying, she puts a tissue to the cut to stop the bleeding
It doesnt stop; she loses too much blood
She cries out--but no one hears.

Paper flies toward his head
Out in the halls he turns to the bully and punches him
Then walks on outside the school towards home
The bully gets up, follows him into an alley, and takes out a gun
He shoots him
He cries out, but no one hears.

The four that died the same time on that same day
They killed themselves--by living their lives away
Throwing away their lives--by living
No one breathes no more--no breath worth giving;
They found out what it was like to die
But couldn't turn away
Because once they killed themselves
There was no going back.

(the end...) By: Kariann Fenoglio 8/27/08