March 15, 2005
I wake-up every day with that in mind.
The day Rachel died.
The day Rachel committed suicide.
My life-long best friend
one day alive
the next dead.
My life is now red......
Thinking about how much she bled,
breaks apart my heart.
I’ve missed her every day
since she’s been away.
I wish I had stopped her,
but it was too late.
She was lying on the floor
with a slit across her throat.
I know I’ll see her soon,
all I have to do is make my move.
I’m just waiting for the right time,
or my time to die.
If that day does not soon approach,
I will have to turn to the last resort.
The thing always on my mind.....
Otherwise known as suicide.
RIP RACHEL,,,,,,________PLEASE VOTE, it would mean alot to alto(and comment)
