*A semicolon is used when a sentence could have ended but then was continued.
Take a minute and realize,
this is symbolizing millions of lives out there that have survived near death by suicide attempts.*
You were my semicolon.
I remember that night clearly;
alomost as if it was yesterday.
I was sitting alone in my room,
a gun in my hand.
All of the pain was too much for me to stand.
Music was blasting.
Tears streaming down my face.
A simple note on my pillow.
*Mom and dad please, do not be sad.
This was not your fault.
I love you, I just can't take the pain.
Please be strong.
Tell my neices I love them.
It'll be better of this way.
-Your daughter,
Bryana*
Suddenly my phone goes off,
a number on the screne that I have not seen before.
I decide to read it, thinking,
It's probably just another peorson telling me how useless I am
It would be nothing new to me.
I read the words you say,
to my surprise...
Someone actually cares.
"Hey,
I have noticed you have been sad lately.
I want to know whats up."
*Wow, someone actually knows I exist.
Someone actually cares.
And better yet, it's the one I've been looking up to all season.*
Slowly I set the gun down
God knows how long we talked that night.
I opened up to you,
though, I barely knew you at the time.
That night, I never told you I was holding a gun in my hand.
But since that night,
I have never picked it up again.
Why?
Because I have had you by my side.
My semicolon in this crazy story I call life.