Alomost poems on Hello Poetry

Damaged Mar 2013

Reflecting on a saying. Reflecting on a semicolon.

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.

Zach Merrill Oct 2010

Another Night, Another way.

well? was it worth it, the things we used to do and all the memory warm.

as you trembled with a smile, and all the light on earth fill your heart

down at federal jacks tonight.

so confuse me with your smile

keep me warm today, tonight, tomorrow

and you'll sit, and love the life you have, and drink your coffee to

and just write the poetry, that we make

the ballrooms alomost emty the lights are dim,

it's wonderful to be around to champnge dreams

so confuse me with your smile

keep me warm today, tonight, tomorrow

and you'll sit, and love the life you have, and drink your coffee to

and just write the poetry, that we make

and the timeing was always wrong the weathers changed

and the suns not as warm as your voice,

you my sun, you are my muse, you bring out the best in me

so confuse me with your smile

keep me warm today, tonight, tomorrow

and you'll sit, and love the life you have, and drink your coffee to

and just write the poetry, that we make

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