Sometimes i dont know what to do with myself anymore.
I cry.
And cry.
Without stopping to think about why im even upset.
Sometimes i dont even know honestly... Its just a sudden wave of depression and sadness...
But in the end I'm thinking about Page,
Her smile....
Her laugh...
How gorgeous she was...
Her little dusting of freckles over her nose....
The more i think about her, the more i realize that i could've helped...
I could've said something to someone when she said she wasn't okay.
But i didn't, i kept going on with my day, without thinking how much that probably hurt her.
I dont know why i didnt say anything...I just never thought that i would lose her..
and now there's nothing. every-time i close my eyes.
it's either her. or just nothing.
i feel nothing.
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PoesíaWhen Marilyn Corthrow loses her best friend (Page Wilson) to depression, she doesn't know how to cope. After a short while she starts to blame herself for what happened. So to show her pain, she writes poems....
