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Remembering Her

Poem About Suicide

By Steph FergusonPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Acrylic painting about depression

Attention, please.

I'm not afraid to jump

Everybody:

Come take my heart

I’ll walk to home, through the storm I’ve made it this far.

Her face is hurt, hands rough, soul is scared,

She's wearing her necklace.

The one made of hate; choking her.

She's nervous, but on the surface she looks calm and ready to jump, But she always remembers what she sharply wrote down on her skin.

And I am, weird. Say all the people all around me. If I wasn't, then what would I say I am?

In the day, the night everyday I am

Everybody listens to the creator; not the source. 'Cause I am, weird, im scared, alone, but happy.

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the morning, the night everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am

I know I can fly

I own it, Im ready; let it go.

I had one chance, I cant miss this chance. Jump; I’ll only go higher.

She won't fly!

She can't do it, She won't ever let go!

She only gets one shot, She won't screw this up. Once in a lifetime...

So lets go back.

Follow the trial of broken souls as we go to a new place. come with me as I take you to my home

Alone is what I call “home sweet home”

Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the tower now.

And when I'm gone, and have jumped, have a party. “Remembering Her.”; she jumped, and flew.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Steph Ferguson

College student who loves to read and write.

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