It’s still there
That scar on her wrist
I look at it and my stomach turns
Tear my eyes away and smile at her
I pretend I wasn’t looking at the mark
A sign of helplessness, pain, hate
A low point in her life
A loss of control
I remember
She told me that day
But kept it vague, ambiguous
“I did something stupid, now what?”
I pressured her to tell me; I was worried
She finally opened up a bit
Made it like an “oops”
But it was more
The next while
She stopped talking to me
No answered phone calls, no nothing
My heart was breaking; I couldn’t do anything
Why wouldn’t my best friend let me help her?
Hurting herself again; then once more
What was happening to her?
PLEASE…LET ME IN
Tears would fall
I’d talk with other friends
What could we do? How could we help?
How do you save one who doesn’t want to be saved?
Her parents knew, they helped all they could
Psychiatrists, hospitals, the works
Yet still, thoughts of suicide
She had a weak mind
My imagination ran wild
I wanted a glimpse of her world,
Scared that each day would be her last
What was going through that mind of hers?
She gave in, let us visit her; I was nervous
Seeing her cry, I almost started too
We had to be strong for her
Abundant hugs
She’s better now
None of those thoughts
At least I think not...I hope not
All the memories that one scar can bring...
Author notes
My best friend went through a really low point a few months ago...it shook all of her friends as she was the last person we'd expect to hurt herself. Luckily, we're almost positive that period is over; we can tell she's better by the way she acts now. Praying that it stays that way *fingers crossed*. Love her so much...don't know what I'd do without her.
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This is the epitome of true friendship right here. That even at the lowest of one's low, you want to know what's going on and how you can help.
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there are seriously tears forming in my eyes at this piece, i went though something like what your friend went through and I feel as though I'm looking at the thoughts my best friend was thinking at that time... nice work you realy captured the emotion in this
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Amazing
Sometimes people get to really low points...and friends are there more important than actual family just because of the trust and bond you build. She is glad to have a friend like you, and I'm sure she couldn't do without you either. There's nowhere to go but up for her, and she will rise higher than the highest mountain. Heartfelt write, that actually had pretty good structure! 8.5/10! -
what a gripping piece!
with every stanza, i was following along (as if walking behind you as a spectator as you lived this)
and i felt the dark hopelessness and frustration...
in different ways, but all palpable.
this poem had a "taste" about it, a metallic, bitterness that sat in the back of your throat as you waited for the sweetness you hoped was just around the corner.
the power of this one, however, is that the sweetness didn't remove the dark taste, it just flavored it.
so so so good!
thanks for sharing this!
mucho mucho clappies
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"Abundant hugs"- priceless!
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hugs solve everything, im convinced =)
thanks so much for your comments!! <3 you're amazing
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