By Crystal
He was just a kid
Had too much time to think
and decided he didn’t want to live
So he ran and hid in a treehouse
A cover of his own sanity
Took off into the woods
He decided he can’t handle it
Some times life catches you and you just aren’t ready
He took too many pills and his stomach was empty
He threw up blood and cried “somebody save me”
And we still don’t know how.
What is a life if you live in constant fear?
He tore himself apart and the vision was clear
Jump from a bridge and you won’t have to be here.
The time has passed its been a few years.
You won’t see your babies cry.
You won’t see your wife’s life flash before her eyes.
They held a memorial in your honor.
I’m sorry this world couldn’t keep you longer.
We lost a friend, an uncle, and a father.
She takes off to the beach
where sand becomes sea
Gold flakes forced to the surface
by something mighty
How does something so violent
have a silver lining?
Saltwater and tears:
the only things left that cleanse thee
I am not one I am three
Struggling mentally, physically, and spiritually
A cry out for help
it sounds like no one hears me
Each day I live feels like a small victory
Does anybody know what it feels like to be me? No.
A destructive mess covered in “you look so happy”
My suicidal thoughts want to kill me.
I am not alone. Neither are you.