“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