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Jul 2011
Please don't see me,
Please just pass me by.
Please just let me sit here,
In this corner in the dark.
Silent as the moonlight,
Sad as dying day.
I do not want your comfort,
I only want my tears.
In loneliness I cry,
But in company I die.
Please just let me sit here,
Under the shadow of this tree.
Silent as the weeping soul,
Crying in the night.
And yet you finally find me,
Staring at the stars
On a shining moonless night.
You ask me gently,
To tell you what I've hidden
From other saddened hearts.
And so to you only,
I tell you why.
Why I've been avoiding life,
And crying in the dark.
As I tell you my whole story,
Of suicide and pain,
Of cutting, hate, and anger,
Your expression doesn't change.
It doesn't turn to worried.
It doesn't become angry.
Instead I see the gentle face
of someone kind and caring.
For the first time, it seems, in days.
For once I feel I'm safe,
A rarity for me,
And I felt as though you knew me,
not just what you see.
You've no idea
How happy I felt, right then.
I hope I feel that feeling
One more time before I die.
You told me all your secrets then,
All except for one.
The next day I found out,
What that secret was.
You committed suicide,
Not knowing you were loved
By the last person
That you had tightly hugged.
Tomorrow I will join you,
Way up there above.
For I cannot stand living on,
While you are gone.
So I say with my last breath:
I love you,
And I can't live without you here.
Sara Ackermann
Written by
Sara Ackermann  23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin
(23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin)   
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   --- and Claudia Ramirez
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