REMEMBRANCE

We all have days where we feel we can't go on anymore, as if we're all alone. In this poem, I guess I was trying to depict the mind of those who come closer to not going on than most. The people who sometimes choose a permanent solution to a temporary problem. A reflection in the mind of those who contemplate the end...suicide.


She remembers it all,
All the people who had said
They cared, but did they really?

She remembers it all,
The sound of laughter and
How happy she'd been, but was she really?

She remembers it all,
His arms around her and
He said "I love you," but did he really?

She remembers it all,
The pain she'd felt when he left,
How her heart ached, but was it really?

She remembers it all,
The feeling of being so alone,
The feeling no one cared, but did they really?

But now they'll remember her,
Staring at the knife in her hand
How easy to slit her wrists, but will she really?