Meet me at the blue stairs
at Little Lake Park.
Just dress normal.
1AM sharp.
You said we should do this,
it’ll all be okay.
I have what we need
and I’m on board all the way.
Love you.

I shuffle in my pockets
and stare at the clock.
1:20AM. She’s late,
what a shock.
As the twenty ticks to fifty,
I’m one hundred percent sure.
She’s not coming.
She wants to stay in this world.
I text one last time
just to try.
I guess I’ll go home
If she wants to live, so do I.
I thought we could leave
this awful world together.
But maybe she has plans
to make our lives much better.

I haven’t gotten any messages
but I’m here at the park.
This blue slide looks black
when the night is so dark.
I’ve waited for almost
an hour at least.
I just want to ****
our minds’ biggest beasts.
Maybe you had
a change of heart.
But I can’t continue to live
in a world so dark.
I’m sorry we couldn’t
do this together.
Maybe you had false thoughts
that this would some day get better.
Love you.

I thought he was with me
we were on the same page.
This world was pure nothing
and our lives a big stage.
Or maybe he doesn’t
want to die with me.
He’s hoping some day
he can be set free.
But the world doesn’t offer
much to people like us.
So we suffer so greatly
and feel shame for an illness.
The mental anguish
is just too much abuse
I hope the wild doesn’t get me
before the noose.

~kb