Poetry Study Madison Miller block 5

Broken Home

5 Seconds of Summer

They would yell, they would scream, they were fighting it out

She would hope, she would pray, she was waiting it out

Holding on to a dream

While she watches these walls fall down

Sharp words like knives, they were cutting her down

Shattered glass like the past, it's a memory now

Holding on to a dream

While she watches these walls fall down

Hey mom, hey dad

When did this end?

Where did you lose your happiness?

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

Who's right, who's wrong

Who really cares?

The fault, the blame, the pain's still there

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

Wrote it down on the walls, she was screaming it out

Made it clear, she's still here, are you listening now?

Just a ghost in the halls

Feeling empty, they're vacant now

All the battles, all the wars, all the times that you've fought

She's a scar, she's the bruises, she's the pain that you brought

There was life, there was love

Like a light and it's fading out

Hey mom, hey dad

When did this end?

Where did you lose your happiness?

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

Who's right, who's wrong

Who really cares?

The fault, the blame, the pain's still there

I'm here alone inside of this broken home, this broken home

You've gotta let it go, you're losing all your hope

Nothing left to hold, locked out in the cold

You painted memories then washed out all the scenes

I'm stuck in between a nightmare and lost dreams

Hey mom, hey dad

When did this end?

Where did you lose your happiness?

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

Hey mom, hey dad

When did this end?

Where did you lose your happiness?

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

Who's right, who's wrong

Who really cares?

The fault, the blame, the pain's still there

I'm here alone inside of this broken home

This broken home

Writers: Michael Clifford / John Feldmann / Luke Hemmings / Calum Hood / Benji Madden / Joel Madden

Website: Google

The artist uses a metaphor to compare a woman to the pain that a girls father brought home with him. This girl feels like this woman is bruising and scarring her family. The artists are using this woman to represent scars, pain, and bruises that have been brought into this family.

Baby Don’t Cut

Bmike

she’s only 17 her whole life’s ahead of her.

she hates school because the people they discredit her.

her boyfriend tries to show her that’s not how it seems.

but everyday she just gets lowered by her self esteem.

he tries to tell her every night will have a brighter day.

she even tried to overdose and take her life away.

she’s feeling hopeless there sitting down beside her bed.

then he takes his hand and places it beside her head.

he tries to hold her close but with every touch she still resists.

then he sees the scars that bury deep within her wrists.

she’s feeling numb, he starts to beg and plead and ask her why.

she says this way i have control of the pain she feels inside.

he’s asking her how long it’s been since you’ve felt this way.

because you got me and i’m feeling so d*mn helpless.

she says it’s been awhile i guess i needed better luck.

then he screams at her and tells her baby never cut!

nobody seems to get you, you think you’re on your own,

well listen pretty lady you don’t have to be alone.

so baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

i know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,

you may just feel the bade your holding is your only friend.

but baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

the next day she’s feeling better than the day before.

even cracked a couple smiles as she walked the corridor.

but all that seemed to end she dropped her books as she went into class.

and every student in the room just seemed to point and laugh.

she couldn’t take it anymore she sent her boy a text.

it said i love you with my body, heart and soul to death.

he thought nothing typed i love you then he sent it.

by death he didn’t know that she had literally just meant it.

she ducked the next class ran straight into the bathroom.

thought to herself she wouldn’t break her promise that soon.

1 cut… 2 cuts… 3 cuts… 4

the blood just started dripping from the tub to the floor.

her boyfriend had a feeling in his stomach that he hated.

followed it and ran down to her house he never waited.

the front door was open, he heard the water running.

he stormed into the bathroom and his heart just started gunning.

nobody seems to get you, you think you’re on your own,

well listen pretty lady you don’t have to be alone.

so baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

i know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,

you may just feel the blade your holding is your only friend.

but baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

he put her arm around his shoulder he’s just trynna lean her back up.

yelling out her name as he lays her beside the bathtub.

he feels his whole world just got hit from an avalanche.

screaming out so heavily, somebody call an ambulance.

feeling mad angry like somebody led her onto this.

her eyeballs are rolling, drifting out of consciousness.

thinking to himself why the h*ll didn’t she just stop at will.

the tears just keep on rolling as they head to the hospital.

paramedics rush her in, the doctor calls emergency.

she’s lost a lot of blood the place looking like a murder scene.

an hour later, the doc walks over with a sour face.

and says excuse me for the words that i’m about to say.

i’m sorry for your loss, the boy just starts collapsing.

his own world, his own girl just took a crashing.

saying to himself that it’s his fault and that he let it up.

but baby…i thought you made a promise you would never cut.

nobody seems to get you, you think you’re on your own,

well listen pretty lady you don’t have to be alone.

so baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

i know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end,

you may just feel the bade your holding is your only friend.

but baby don’t cut, baby don’t cut.

you can do anything, just promise baby you won’t cut.

Writers: Bmike

Website: azlyrics.biz

The artist uses imagery to put an image in your head of a girl dropping her books and everyone staring and laughing at her.

My Poem

Words.

Words can be hurtful

They can hurt like knives cutting your skin or just a simple papercut.

They can burn like the sun on your back after slaving away in the garden all day.

They can scar you just like when fire touches your skin ever so slightly,

Ever so gently.

Words.

Your words,

They effect others immensely.

They can cause a chain reaction. Like lining up dominoes and pushing one.

Watching as they all fall roughly to the ground.

Your words.

Be careful with your words.

Comparing words to knives shows how hurtful they can be. It shows how much words can hurt you or someone else.

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