Sad Stories-Poems

January 1st

At the start of this year

January 1st I killed myself

Every night at 3 a.m

I told myself that no one would care while sobbing uncontrollably

And that my friends would better off without me

Or my parents would be glad that I was finally gone

But I was wrong

Because that boy in class that I made laugh many times doesn't smile anymore

That girl I used to hang out with stopped eating and dropped out of school

And the girl that I sat next to in class left me messages saying she couldn't do it without me

The girl I hardly spoke to cries herself to sleep every night thinking maybe if we spoke more she could have stopped me

And my mother won't get out of bed because she knows that when she wakes up I won't be there anymore

My father won't stop drowning his sorrows in alcohol and constantly blames himself for what I did

And the people in my class say they miss me and they loved me dearly

But that's the thing

No one showed me that when I was alive and breathing.