Wednesday, March 2, 2011

LIMBO


Can anyone really....
Tell us why?
We didn't see,
Or hear the cry.
Hidden so well,
Behind a mask,
Choosing, which day
Would be the last.

Leaving us all,
With stories to tell,
Trying to make sense of
This painful hell.
We're sorry you felt
You couldn't cope,
We would have tried,
To give you hope.

You did what you thought
Was for the best,
We don't agree,
We love you no less.
Your pain unbearing,
We didn't know,
You never did,
Let it show.

Now, you're gone;
It doesn't seem real,
It shouldn't have been,
This bad of a deal.
Our memories now,
To see us all through,
But, saddened and shadowed,
From the loss of you.

Will there ever
Come an end,
To all this strife?
It's never worth it,
To take your own life.





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