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Why did you have to go

When I got that call,
my heart sank.
I quickly ran to your house,
threw open the doors.
but there I found 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 over to you,
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 you told to tell your mom and everyone else that you where sorry.
And that you honestly,
Regret what you have done.

You said you wanted to live,
But you couldn't take it anymore
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 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.

Author notes

this poem was about my bf bill commiting suicide -- this is really true it happen back in april 2003

Written December 29th, 2005

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  • Black Suicide
    December 30, 2005
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    This was truly a sweet sorrow. . . It wrenched on my heart, because I have many people close kill themselves. I knowthey regret it, as I do.
    I'm sorry and happy that you had to hold onto him one last time. Sorry because that had to kill you inside. And Happy, because you got to see him, only if for the last time.
    "You said you wanted to live,
    But you couldn't take it anymore
    And I began to cry.
    I called 911,
    As you began to die."
    That was the part that struck me hard. I believe it is the best part.
    Best wishes and good luck in the contest,
    Nikki.
    Ps. Don't forget to comment on one of my poems and put Nikki-ism in your authors notes.


  • xSallyxDollx
    December 30, 2005
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    Wow this was really sad and heart wrenching. I'm sorry you had to go through something like this it must have been horrible. You described everything very detailed in this poem, it hit really hard. You did a good job keep up the good work