He made her think of dying
A task of which she was not trying
Ending her life, to be abandoning
Turning her back on, deserting
The one thing that was all
Her life, herself cowardly don’t stand tall
Cause the guy, who promised he’d call,
The guy who was supposed to catch her for her fall
Deceit, his story and charade
Chances of love miss conveyed
The price of something so fragile paid
A girls life put on hold, delayed
A story of which makes her weep
The feeling of brokenness she will keep
Alone in bed she tries to sleep
The nightmares come, she’s into deep
She inside is drained and weary
The face of evil, to scary
Her chest heaving, breathing way to heavy
Gasps of air don’t come enough quickly
She remains restless
The end as she fears is senseless
Welcoming it she feels it’s fearless
Waiting for it is too listless
Dying, not such an unthinkable thing
To some people a happiness that will bring
Like melody of sort to sing
Breathless like in front of a queen and king
The pain too much, she couldn’t endure
Her heart, her life went out the door
Her tears, like rain come down, they pour
And her dreams will come no more
Closing her eyes
She lives, she tries
People in black they say goodbyes
Clouding her last memories, dark blurs and last cries
The ones she loved have left her alone
As they read the poem she wrote last light is shown
They turn their heads as “I told you so’s†are postponed
The letters RIP are set in stone
