Your touch is cold and your eyes are glassy.
My emotions are eating me alive.
The flame of death is absorbing each breath I take.
I gasp for air but nothing comes.
I cant take it anymore.
I have to leave I say to myself.
I wish you would have been there for me.
I told you that each phone call could be my last.
I dont think you took that too seriously.
I promise my self just one more day.
Just in case.
Just to see,
If youll be there for me.
I should have know better, I tell myself.
I shut the door.
Suicide notes litter the floor.
Poems scattered under the bed.
My hands are shaking.
I must the strength.
Trying to convince myself that my life will be better.
I just need to leave here and find somewhere else.
Now the rooms spinning.
Im beginning to feel cold.
I keep screaming,
but nobodys home.
Parents come in,
find their little girl lying on the bed.
Razor on the floor among the many notes.
They cry and wonder why.
The police arrive with the ambulance.
Cleaning up the blood on the carpet.
Rushing to the ER.
Trying to save a young life.
Theyre too late though.
Next day in school.
People talk.
You\'re not sure what to believe.
You look around,
running from hall to hall.
The bell rings and you have to go too.
You sit in all your classes waiting for me to come in late.
But I don\'t and now you realize that you were too late.
You recieve the news.
You can\'t believe it.
Reality has sunken in.
And now your missing school.
Watching the cold black casket,
being lowered into the dirty ground.
You scream and reach out for me.
You screamed your sorry for breaking the promise that youd be there for me.
Its too late whispers the air as it curls around you.
You fall asleep crying and your body aches.
Now you know how I felt everyday of my life.
Sure I lied and said it was nothing.
Sure I told you that there was nothing you could do.
I didnt want to make you feel miserable too.
What did you expect when the problem was you?
