I
feel
peace

the flowing of the river
takes me away
slowly
from you

I
can
breathe

I will never love again
but for now this water is enough

I've thought about it
by "it' I mean suicide

I've thought about it
because I can't stand the thought of having to see my parents grow old

I know I cannot see them screaming for help,
looking for life
and just finding death

I've thought about doing it, really
and I decided not to

because my pain won't ever be as much as theirs would be
seeing me with a void in my eyes
and nothing in my wrists