“i love you”
the purest words you say
but my tears blurred my thoughts
like always
the night after i killed myself
the sun had sank, and i saw you
silently crying looking at the stars
dont worry, im them, and theyre me
perhaps you could find me in the vastness of space
the night after i killed myself
i went back to the place where i stayed the most
the bed was still warm, and hugo, dear stuffed dog, lays there
he knows i wont come back
at least he tried
the night after i killed myself
mother looked at my room
wondering what did she do wrong
wasnt she a good mother?
it wasnt you
the night after i killed myself
for once father felt guilty
he took mother’s hand, trying to comfort her
he knows he was a part of it
the night after i killed myself
i finally closed my eyes,
guided to eternity, maybe?
i just know i am in peace
among the pines of eternal rest
birds sing, lullaby sang by mother
when i was little
i was suicidal, now im healing (thankfully)
i wrote this poem to reflect what i thought would happen