Book Of Poems

Death Date

Today I was told something

I don't think I will ever forget it

My closest friend at school

My closest friend in years

She told me about her summer realization

She was in the car

Listening to music

Listening to her parents and grandparents

They were driving from one country to another

But she was not involved in the conversation

She was listening to song lyrics

Realizing what the words meant to her

She understood she was sad

She understood she had low self-esteem

But she didn't want to hurt herself

She instead made a promise to herself

She told herself

I won't hurt myself for 10 years

I will only physically or mentally hurt myself

If 2027 is truly not any better than 2017

If I truly do not improve

She called this a death date

This was what kept her going

She has held that promise

While waiting for that death date to appear

She trusted me with this information

I trusted her with information about me

We help each other

We rant at each other about everything

Always in this tiny room with soundproof walls at school

But what she said made me sad

I need her

She keeps me sane

She's the one that make me think I'm meant to be here

And so I told her

I told what was on my mind

When 2027 comes

And you think your life is not better

Write me.

Please.

No matter what.

I will prove you wrong.

And she laughed.

We both laughed.

We have never gotten so serious.

But it's always nice to know

You have a friend that has your back,

Even when defending against yourself.