First is your Sadness

First your sad.

Depression starts to grow.

You wont talk with

That sweet

Beautiful voice.

When you dont let go

You fall.

Down

Down into even more

Grievance.

Now you wont eat.

Not even your favorite.

Spagetti.

Few Weeks pass.

You think it's all your

Fault.

That im dead.

Why are you cutting your

Fragile arm?

How is it going to

Let all

that

pain

out?

I see you changed your clothes to goth.

Why? I loved that smiling dress

Of yours.

Your dealing with drugs.

Are you starting to

Think you

Cant live without me?

You went

Into the bathroom.

Door locked.

You took pills.

Multiple ones.

Who cares I think you thought.

Throwing up all over the

Place now.

You look up and

See me.

Take my hand.

You wont need to

Suffer no more...

We will be

Together...

Again...