She told me about her friend,
Who tried to commit suicide.
It made me wonder what I'd do,
If one of my friends had tried.
It's hard to imagine them crying,
When all we do is have fun.
But what if they were trembling,
With in their hand a gun?
Could I ever say the right words,
Making them understand their worth?
It would break my heart,
To bury them beneath the earth.
I looked at my friends today,
Wondering if it ever crossed their mind.
Suddenly I am so scared,
For what I might be able to find.
I know everyone thinks about it,
Once or a thousands times in 90 years.
But what if someone takes action,
And just simply disappears?
An empty chair at school,
A silence smothering the circle of friends.
Years of friendship destroyed,
No way that this is how it ends.
Suddenly I love them even more,
We should never take them for granted.
We should be open and honest,
Never stop repeating the words we chanted.
They know they are never alone,
And neither am I.
And I will hold them forever,
I would never let them die.
Over my dead body.
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The World Through My Eyes [My Poem Collection]
PoetryA collection of my poems. Enough said! ;D