Dear God...
I miss you already,
Was it really only two years ago
When you stood by my side?
When we were ready to face the world,
But then everything came crashing down.
They said you had to leave,
Go back to New York.
To start life anew.
I suffer from it,
Just like you.
But how is it,
That I'm so much younger,
That I held on tighter?
Did it hurt?
When your heart slowly stopped beating,
When your lungs collapsed.
Because you took too many pills.
Because you knew,
You wanted to die.
Because your life was
"Just too hard"
And you ended it,
One Saturday night,
When your parents were out,
And you wouldn't answer the phone.
I wish I could have known,
That you would soon leave me.
And how I wish,
You'd held on tighter.
But depression soon stole you from me.
And there's nothing I can do...
But let you leave.
I'll be at your funeral.
I'll stand above your grave.
I'll scream at you,
For letting me die inside.
I miss you already,
Was it really only two years ago
When you stood by my side?
When we were ready to face the world,
But then everything came crashing down.
They said you had to leave,
Go back to New York.
To start life anew.
I suffer from it,
Just like you.
But how is it,
That I'm so much younger,
That I held on tighter?
Did it hurt?
When your heart slowly stopped beating,
When your lungs collapsed.
Because you took too many pills.
Because you knew,
You wanted to die.
Because your life was
"Just too hard"
And you ended it,
One Saturday night,
When your parents were out,
And you wouldn't answer the phone.
I wish I could have known,
That you would soon leave me.
And how I wish,
You'd held on tighter.
But depression soon stole you from me.
And there's nothing I can do...
But let you leave.
I'll be at your funeral.
I'll stand above your grave.
I'll scream at you,
For letting me die inside.
Author notes
One of my best friends killed himself this past Saturday, we both suffer from Cronic Depression, yes there is medicine we can take but the side-effects bothered him, and he stopped taking them and soon slipped too far into his depression to pull him back out.
He was a good person, and I will alway's miss him.
R.I.P my brother. For we share a link, no one can break.
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Comments
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I'm sorry to hear that darling. If you need someone to talk to I am here. Now and always.


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I hope that you can get over it. It would take time, but don't do the same.

