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Today, she took her last breath.
Today marks the day of her death.
I feel like I have nothing left.
My emotions stolen in an unknown theft.
She left me with a final goodbye.
And now all that I can do is cry.
Cry for her, her stolen youth.
Now I'm facing the unspeakable truth.
She's gone, and there's nothing I can do.
I didn't even have a clue.
She painted with a silver brush, yet out came red.
Who knew it would end with her being dead?
Beauty was stolen from this cruel Earth.
All because she didn't see her worth.
She meant so much to so, so many.
Yet not one could save her, not one, not any.
I loved her so much. It was powerful, true.
But now I'm left alone, feeling nothing but blue.
It's all my fault, there is no doubt.
All I want do is scream and shout.
"Stop!" is what I'd shout, beg, and plead.
But the only thing she'd do is bleed.
Bleed from the wound that I mistakenly gave her.
Now things can never go back to the way they were.
The only thing I can think of is her tomb.
While I sit here alone, thinking about her in my room.
For a while, everything will remind me of my brutal mistake.
The life-changing mistake I never meant to make.
I was cut off, I couldn't speak.
I didn't know that made her so very weak.
I'd go back in time, and change things if I could.
I'd show her how much I loved her. I would.
But for now, all I can do is mourn.
And in my side will forever be a thorn.
A thorn of remembrance, a scar of love.
Sent from the woman who now watches from above.
At this point, I don't even want to live.
But I have to show all the love that I can give.
For if I left, it would break her heart.
And even though I can't stand being apart,
I will remain here on this planet, shackled to life.
Dealing with all this pain and strife.
I will stay alive for you, Susie.
I will be the person you tried so hard to be.
To always show love, stay strong in the chaos.
The chaos of life that will cause so much loss.
You will forever be in my heart, my soul.
I am the soup, and you are the bowl.
You'll keep me together so I won't splash.
I never knew that my bowl would crash.
My emotions are splattered across the floor.
Like an open book, they begin to pour.
They pour out of me like water.
God, I feel like I've committed manslaughter.
But I'll still try to be happy. For you.
For all of the things that you now can't do.
I'll love, I'll laugh, and sometimes, I'll cry.
But I know that this won't be the final goodbye.
I'll see you again one day.
And until then, there's only one thing left I have to say.
I miss you, and I'll miss all the things you could've been.
So for now, I'll say goodbye to you, friend.

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I'm Only Human
Puisi❝The greatness of humanity is not in being human, but in being humane.❞ -Mahatma Gandhi This book is a collection of poems. Some are happy, others aren't. Please respect this, and heed my warning of mature/triggering content.