I woke up in a dream today,
threw off the covers,
and put my cold feet on the floor,
as I tried to remember,
what happened yesterday?
or was it all a dream,
sometimes,
I try to pretend that the past isn't real.
as it seems,
maybe it was just a bad dream,
of you and me.
You hit me and I hit you back,
we fell to the floor,
and the rest of the day stood still.
as I tried to apologize,
you disappeared,
and I was all alone.
I walk along a dusty road,
and I don't know how I feel.
am I happy am I sad,
is this even real?
My vision's blurred now,
my wrists sting now,
as I ask myself,"How?"
how did I ever become this way.
I tried to say,
that I've forgotten about love,
but my lips are cracked and dry,
and I can't utter a word,
when all of a sudden from the skies above,
it starts to rain.
For some reason,
I lay down in the now, soft mud,
and as I look up into the skies above,
I see the rain as it hits me.
First it turns red,
then it gets thicker,
then I realize that,
its blood.
It tastes like rust,
then in my mouth it turns to dust,
and it cakes my throat.
It gets harder to breath,
It gets harder to seek,
the way out,
even thought I know,
there is no way out.
Gathering my breath,
violet tears staining my eyes,
blood trickling down,
either from the rain or from my wrists,
I do not know.
I take the biggest breath I can,
and only manage to whisper,
"You will always have my heart.
It will be there for you.
But you will never give me yours,
and you will never say,
"I love you t.."
She never finished her sentence,
but died from the struggle.
Here is her story.
Ani Tang has just recently died from difficulty of desperate love and depression. In a way she has committed suicide, but not. Her last words were,"You will always have my heart. It will be there for you. But you will never give me yours, and you will never say,I love you t..", which she uttered in her sleep. Best friend, Sara Kim, says this about her beloved friend. "She was always a little sad about life, but never enough to commit suicide."
