My Last Poem before I am hope.

She felt the weight of the world.
Put upon her shoulders.
The pain, the sorrow.
like boulders.

She cried.
She pleaded.
But alas,
She was defeated.
this fragile being
once so beautiful.
was broken.

And the people she was associated with
the ones she called her friends.
left her like a hurricane.
swept off by the wind.
i guess they were just fakes.
guess it was pretend.

And then one day this shattered girl
finally gave in
she stopped this life charade
and surcomed to darkness,
and now this pure white dreamer,
is hollow and heartless,

Her only escape is her poetry,
so she writes
and lusts to be free.
but she cant be.
she is trapped in me.
she is in my head.
she whispers constantly,
that “we” should be dead.
she is tearing out my soul.
she is taking me away…
making me un-whole.

Last night she filled my head.
she controlled my every move,
maybe i’m just crazy,
but she almost made me jump,
but I took over my body,
and told her
“That’s enough!!!!!”
for once I had control,
I took back who I was,
I took back what she stole
and I’m sorry everyone…
she wasn’t thinking…
I wasn’t thinking.
We weren’t thinking…
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As of today I am re-naming this account from xXwaiting4thelightXx to *~I am hope~*… because I am… Hope.

Sincerely, Jacqueline xx