And he just stood there as if I was a maniac, like I didn’t know what I was talking about…
I shook my head and concluded
“Its parents like you, who lead kids to depression and suicide, good day to you sir”
We then waited for his girlfriend to take a look at him,
And take a moment to let it sink in.
And there she was begging and holding him…
“My baby, wake up, please babe please!!, no you can’t leave me, not like this, baby I love you, baby please, please wake up!! Wake…up! I need you….im sorry…baby!!!”
And I took her hand and I told her it’ll be fine, let’s let him be.
His aunt and I then decided that we will plan the funeral
And I’ll help wherever I can.
And that was when we walked out of that hospital….
“Farewell freedom prayer
If you are reading this
I published your story
You will be remembered
Your heart is in everyone who read your story
Everyone who felt it, shed a tear
You left a piece of you in all of us
Thank you for changing their lives
For showing them love and giving them love
You are a King
Rest in peace”
_from the one that was with you when you needed someone
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THE LOST LETTER
Poetry"The lost letter" (continuation of I am not to blame) book Written to show the issues that some teenagers fight On a daily basis, divorced parents, losing a parent Depression, and loneliness In a form of a letter.It's written to let them know That...