The World Through My Eyes [My Poem Collection]

A Poem Can Change Your Life

A poem can change your life,

I believe it more than ever before.

I showed her a previous poem,

And it opened a locked door.

I can't look at her the same,

And fear is bound to my soul.

Her silence is now mine as well,

But I think she is losing control.

Suddenly her habits make sense,

And the blame falls upon me.

It makes me wonder about things,

Why didn't I realize, why didn't I see?

Seeing her cry hurt me so badly,

I wanted to take it all away.

But now I realize how small I am,

How little words I can say.

I always wondered what I'd say,

How I could make someone feel better.

But now that it's really like this,

I don't know how to hold it together.

Seeing her cry reminded me of myself,

How I have been hurting for so long.

And I start wondering now,

Has she felt like this all along?

Her depressing confession stabbed me,

She never looked like she wanted to die.

But it often goes just like this,

People are always wondering why.

I know why but don't know how,

How can I make her laugh?

She doesn't believe me when I say,

For her happiness, I would split mine in half.

It suddenly became so real,

And I am so afraid to lose my friend.

I want to do everything I can,

But a heart is not easy to mend.

When friends aren't enough,

Then I don't know what is.

I only know one thing,

She can't go on like this.

She thinks she is less than me,

Even when I have been in lower places.

I want to tell her so badly,

That every deep fall leaves its traces.

But we get back up with help,

And she can because she's not alone.

I am still scared though,

That she'll be someone I have known.

We talked but what should I do now,

The thought of losing her is so maddening.

All those time she was pretending to be fine,

Her broken smiles are so saddening.

I don't want her gone, none of us want that,

The scary part is that it's her decision.

And it's even scarier at night,

When she leaves our supervision.

What is she doing in her room,

When nobody is there to hold her hand?

What is she thinking now,

When there is nobody to understand?

Will I wake up tomorrow morning,

And see she's not at school?

Will I have to fear for her life,

While I have to act normal and cool?

I would not be able to pretend it's all okay,

While she could be bleeding to death.

I would say fuck you to the teacher,

And run until I'm out of breath.

But these are just words,

And they don't help right now.

Her own hands killing herself,

Is something I won't allow.

It's selfish to ask her to stay,

When she has been trying so much.

But she would regret dying,

When she sees us crying so much.

I know her for so many years,

Taking that away would rip me apart.

If she would let us help her,

Together we could help her start.

I would never let her down,

Shared sadness is what I prefer.

And what I say now is true,

I will do anything to save her.

But would that be enough?