A Poem of Her Cries

by Jess   May 15, 2005


With my final breath, I call to you, and only hope that you can hear my dying wish. Every step that's closer, I get a fearful twinge. Down through my spine, and calling my name through the rain, is the one that I thought I didn't have, yet every breath causes me more pain. I can't stop thinking of him, yet every time i close my eyes, I see his face, and start to cry, start to tremble, and with my every tear, on my wrists develops a cut, and tears turn to blood, and tears turn to blood, running down my face. As the breaths slowly come to a close, I call to you. Now that I no longer exist, you breath a sigh of relief.

I am bleeding, crying, and no one cares. Good Bye to all...

-A Dear Friend's suicide note.-
She was my best friend, and she killed herself. She will always remain in my thoughts.
4/27/90-3/3/05

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