Dear World whom she fears,
When she is dead (which is now)
She hopes you feel it (but you don't)
Because she wants to be missed (not really)
And she wants people to know her story (she doesn't though)
But people don't know pain (not fully)
Until they are pain (she always was)
Until they become and embrace it (make love with pain)
Things get so much easier (only after death)
And things get simply quiet (deathly silent)
She got well (trust her)
But it was only after things got too far (and they did)
And that was after you said you hated her (on a regular basis)
She is strangely okay with that now.
*(She committed suicide)