I never thought this blood would come off. I tried but failed. I saw your face so motionless that it crept into my soul. You were so young. So pretty. You looked like you should be laughing with friends or running like the wind. Why did you do it? Why? Couldn’t you keep it together just one more day? Someone would have cared. Someone. Anyone. I cared. You didn’t even know me. I cared so much that I begged you to come back. I didn’t even know your name. Why did you let go? I’m sorry this world blinded you. I’m sorry this world was blinded by you. You deserved to be seen. Everyone does. You deserve so much more than to lay here by yourself cold and alone. You were never alone. You were never alone.
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This makes me think of a girl I used to know, also called Kerry. I had grown up with her, though she was 7 years older than me-our Mum’s were good friends. She hung herself, she said she was lonely-but soooo many people cared for her. In the creamatorium, you couldn’t have got any more people in. One of the sadest things I have ever experienced. So, thank you for writing this.
Kerry Dawes
July 11th, 2006
This one made me cry. It was beautifully written. At 19 I cleaned the last spot of blood from my brothers self-inflicted wound that ended his life three days before his 20th Birthday. We were friends. It crushed my spirit. My thoughts echoed those of the writer. May God heal the deep wounds of those left behind to read this poem. My brother is in Heaven. We are never alone.
Chris
March 24th, 2007