June 7th

by Liz   Jun 7, 2017


It's been a year, but
I still wonder often if
you woke up that day
with your mind made up.

What was it about that
Tuesday morning in
early June that made
you want to give up?

Was the sun not warm enough?
Was your room too dark?
Maybe someone should have
opened the blinds.

Someone should have told
you that the days would get warmer.
I just don't think anyone knew
how cold you really were.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Phoenix ¥

    Beautiful poem x

  • 6 years ago

    by Bleu

    This poem definitely has a way of ripping your heart apart. The third Stanza hit me like a ton of bricks. This is absolutely beautiful.

  • 6 years ago

    by Nema

    This is deeply sad. There is something about the last two stanzas that just gets to my soul in one reading.

  • 6 years ago

    by Nema

    This is deeply sad. There is something about the last two stanzas that just gets to my soul in one reading.

  • 7 years ago

    by Hellon

    I like the fact that you 'touched' on the subject rather than have it 'in the face'. It's a subject that can be upsetting, both to people with a mental illness, and for families dealing with it. This was very tastefully presented while still getting the sadness of loosing a person across. Nicely done.

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