Another generally depressing poem. It was really scary because I showed this to my mum and she started crying! I then realised that it was really not a good poem to be showing her with everything that’s gone down recently. I felt really bad. Anyway, please review!

One Way Or Another

She stands alone

With no one to turn to,

With no one who would understand

Her mind is a mess

A mix or emotion and the cold truth

She can’t escape

She can’t hide

Others whisper

noting her pale face

and lost weight.

But she doesn’t hear them

She doesn’t care

All that matters now

is the pain she feels

Her face remains expressionless

She will not shed a tear

But in her eyes they can see

the confusion and turmoil

that she faces

They can feel her desperation,

her need for release

And yet

they choose to do nothing

They watch her strain

They see her resolve begin to weaken

But it’s not until she cracks

until she breaks down

That they think they should have helped

should have done something

It’s too late now

Her wish for release was granted

One way or another