She needed comfort.
I gave her as much as I could.
If she had the chance to kill herself,
I knew she would.
So I tried to keep her from herself.
I tried to keep her suicidal thoughts at bay.
I tried to give her hope for a new day.
It was so hard
Thousands of demons kept her back,
kept her afraid.
And as much as they tried,
thousands of angels couldn't keep her safe.
She refused their refuge.
Who was to say that she would accept mine?
I had no choice
but to let her take her time.
Time was not a good friend.
It took but never gave.
I wasn't a good friend.
She needed me but I didn't know what to do.
I failed her.
Saving a life was something I never knew.
06/27/12
YOU ARE READING
Poems (2012)
Poesía...And I unleash unto you, more torture. I never bothered with poetry before October 2011 and I didn't think I would have bothered with it after those last few poems in December. My poems are crappy, I say it all the time, but I'm kind of looking fo...
