To whom this may concern,
I'm sorry...

As soon as I'm done talking,
I notice something I never have before...

I sit here,
Remembering you...

I can’t take this anymore
The pain is too much to bear...

Before I started taking the pills,
He was always by my side...

Today is the anniversary
Of my grandfather's death...

I look at my reflection
Who do I see...

Everyday,
I wake up, wishing everyone would just go away...

I would never admit to anyone
My deep dark secret...

Writing poetry is my therapy,
It helps express my inner thoughts...

You could look at her
And never really see...

I was there, I saw him die
His life ended before my eyes...