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The after effects of how loved ones feel after losing someone to suicide. |
| She sits alone, by herself thinking of her life... "Should I leave him? If yes, so... what would life be without him near?" Two days later and he is gone. A weights been lifted, not upon. She doesn't cry, nor sits and weaps... Just thinking of something once so sweet. But now we cry -for no one knew that once before, she was new -to a world of troubles inside this mind... It all got ended for him to find: Her body laid in a puddle of death! There she pulled her last breath. And now we cry, and ask ourselves "Why?" Why no note, or no goodbey? So full of love this young girl was, but now, she is, just dust. And as I sit here I feel so lost, so angry and so cross! Who gave her the right to end? to take the gift of life? Which God of love, honor and trust have given us to embrace! to find a meaning, not a gun! Not to kill ourselves. The ones He loves! |