Poems written by a teenager with Reactive Attachment Disorder
Leave Me Alone
by Rhonda Robertson
Leave me alone,
Let me be,
I don't want to live,
Can't you see?
Let me scream,
Let me bite,
Let me give you
One heck of a fight.
Let me twist,
Let me break,
Let my fist
Come to your face.
Let me scream,
Let me shout,
Let me cry,
Let me pout.
Let me run,
Let me tire,
Let me sprint,
'Till I expire.
Let me cut,
Let me slice,
Let me bleed,
Let me pay the price.
I want to twist,
I want to turn,
I want to experiment,
I want to learn.
I want to hear
The sound of breaking bones,
I want to hear the agony,
I want to hear the groans.
Rhonda
Placement
Placement
by Rhonda Robertson
Make the white walls go “away”
I sit and stare at them day by “day”
They keep you locked up in “here”
Which only increases that insane “fear”
So many rules a bad, bad “joke”
Who are these people these placement “folk”
They come from Kansas and “louiville”
They scratch they pounce they even “kill”
They bounce on your case wherever you “go”
You scream go away am i some insane freak “show”
No they say your a placement “bum
Your stupid crazy your just plain “dumb”
You guys date placement “boys”
You play around with them like hand made “toys”
Your so good they’re drooling “now”
Then you give the a fistful PoP and “Pow”
Then on the outside you see them Hot and “cute”
Then they turn and give you the “boot”
Too bad how you really “see”
How bad placement and boys can really “be”
Distant Life
Distant Life
Rhonda Robertson
I lay here on the floor
My vision getting blurry
My life is so distant
Nothing but flash and furry
My veins are gushing blood
My heart is slowly beating
My brother is in the shower
My folks are downstairs eating
The knife lays beside me
My wrists hurt so bad
What will i be labeled as
Suicide a depressed girl, sad
My systems are failing
My body gone numb
My friends will be saying
Rhonda Why be so dumb
My best friend says no
She refuses to believe
She doesn’t want to cry
She shouldn’t have to grieve
mom opens my door
Yells call 911
mom starts crying
daddy holds his Son
The paramedics get there
They Vigorously pump my heart
The counselors are questioning
How will it end when did it start
A paramedic yells she
Is breathing she won’t die
My brother lays down to hug me
My dad starts to cry
I lay there for a minute
While they wrap my wrists
I’m being stabilized
i’m being hugged and kissed
It all comes back
I realize I didn't die
I look at my family
Then I start to cry
My tears aren't for my life
They aren't even for me
They are for my loved ones
And my family
Emotions
Emotions
Rhonda Robertson
Look out the window what do you see
I see a lost and lonely girl kinda like me.
Sit on the window what do you feel?
The pain and agony of not knowing how to deal.
Go stand outside what is it like?
Like learning to ride my very first bike.
Go sit by the girl what will you say?
Don’t let problems rise. Today’s a new day.
Gone
Gone
Rhonda Robertson
You see me now
Now you don’t
You see me there
but here you won’t
I am here one second
In a flash i’m gone
I will not come back
So don’t carry on
You pick out my casket
My burial clothes too
But i’m not gone forever
Though i don’t live with you
I may be in the ground
With a big stone on me
Or maybe i’m lost
Just look you will see
That i may not be living
I may not be there
But i am living in your heart
Because you cared
Life
Life
Rhonda Robertson
Life it comes and it goes
You have friend or you have foes
There are struggles and trials
You get frowns or you get smiles
You are brushed past, you get kicked
You get angry you get ticked
You are mocked, your put down
You get twisted round and round
You get scraped you get bruised
You get help or you get used.
Depression and pain are right ahead
The more you see the more your fed.
You got nobody no where to turn
Cause in life you Just Gotta Learn
That you can get annoyed and you can get hacked
But life isn’t perfect so face the fact.
Comments
Elizabeth Jane Robertson (author) from Joplin, Missouri on April 02, 2012:
Thanks, Steve, for reading Rhonda's poems. I will convey your message to her.
Steve Head on March 30, 2012:
Rhonda, I love your poetry. I feel your pain. I share your hurt. But remember.... You are a "one-of-a-kind masterpiece" created by the very hand of God! You were created to love and to be loved! And I know He loves you more than you'll ever be able to comprehend. Learn to love in spite of the pain! That's our true purpose on this earth! Keep on writing those poems!
tory burch outlet on May 15, 2011:
I have wanted to write something like this on my blog and you gave me an idea. Thank you.
axus_auto on January 13, 2011:
Handy information you’ve got. Somebody get’em a beer!
Free Windows 7 Themes on January 06, 2011:
Some great poems here, many thanks for taking the time to write them out.
on December 28, 2010:
my best friend has attatchment disorder, and i am...or was...or will be again suicidal. i feel you. but i get the feeling rhonda isn't selfish enough to take her life away.
