I'm tired of dreaming.
I'm through with trying.
Tired of living, yet scared of dying.
Maybe things are good for you,
but look at all that I've been through.
Look at all the pain I've won.
I bet you think that it's been fun.
You never thought I'd turn away.
You never believed you'd see this day.
Look again cuz here I go
leaving behind all I know.
Changing it all as I must do.
Not daring to stop and think things through.
Wanting to run as fast as I can,
not stopping until I understand.
Like why did I let things get this way?
Why didn't I leave yesterday?
How are things going to be,
since there is no more you and me.

© Vanessa Brown

September 5th, 2014 was the day,
I loved her with everything is all I'll say,
When she says to leave I sadly obey,

I didn't expect what would happen tonight,
People said she never loved me and they're right,
Chastity I love you and I'll cry for you all night..

Gosh as a child when I rode my bike,
Smiling and happy with delight,
I always thought that I was right,

She told me no that it's late at night,
So she wouldn't find out I snuck out of sight,
She would never know and we'd never fight,
I should have listened late that night,

Finally I started riding it into the moon light,
Now I'm paralyzed and can never think right,
That light was a man and his front light too bright,

I got hit and my mom took me to North End Waterfront,
The light got brighter and I filed with fright,
A few years ago, now I'm thirty-nine and let out a grunt,
All I'm saying is you may think you're right,
Until you end up like Margret Kite..

"I didn't know what to do,
Could he help me as if he knew,
Knowingly I slowly ignore,
This growing feeling I adore",

This skinny girl isn't alive anymore,
Her secrets will always be in store,
Nobody knew what that girl could do...
Neither did she until she drew,

On her wrists and thighs there they were,
The blood of a fighter everyone saw through,
But slowly she was dying for YOU...

The one who helped her,
The one who COULD know,
But it was too late and she was gone,
nobody missed her but he would still long,
For her touch and smile he dearly missed,
But everyone knew the story of Jess.