They said they would see her tomorrow,
But all she looked at was her shadow.
They said they would talk to her later,
But she was the world's best actor.
When she came home, put her bag down,
She let herself slowly drown.
They didn't see her tomorrow,
Just her dead shadow.
They didn't talk to her later,
Because the world's best actor
Said a silent "Goodbye."
YOU ARE READING
Book of Suicide Poems
PoesíaThis is my way to say goodbye. Warning: the poems might be triggering. If you believe you cannot stand reading depression and sucide poems because you might be triggered, please, for your own good, don't.
