Your Suicide

I ran to your house,
I threw open the door.
I ran up the stairs,
Only to find you on the floor.

Your wrists were both cut open,
And blood was pouring out.
I just stood there full of shock,
I could not even shout.

I walked into the room,
And picked you up in my arms.
Silently cursing myself,
For failing to protect you from harm.

I saw that you were breathing,
You opened up your eyes.
You then smiled up at me,
Imagine my surprise.

You told me that you hurt too much,
And had to end it all.
You just wish that I wasn’t there,
To see your ultimate downfall.

You were getting colder,
I said hold on a little more.
I stood up and began to walk,
Towards the open door.

You told me to come back,
Like an idiot I listened.
You began to cry,
Your face was all glistened.

You told me to hold on,
And watch out for your son.
And that you honestly,
Regret what you have done.

You said you want to live,
And I began to cry.
I called 911,
As you began to die.

I held you close till they arrived,
Whispering in your ear.
Telling you not to leave me,
Telling you to stay right here.

When they finally got there,
You were already dead.
But I still clung on to you for dear life,
As they lifted you onto the bed.

They took you away from me,
In a few days you were underground.
And I began to fight for your son,
For I made a promise, I was bound.

Today I still miss you,
Even more as time goes by.
And every time I think of you,
I begin to cry.

I wish you hadn’t done it.
So you would be with me.
Nothing can change the past, it’s done.
So I shall let you be.