Sunday, February 6, 2011

The Girl Who Committed Suicide...And Those of Us Who She Left

The eyes, so green and full of life
The face, so vibrant even in the night
The girl, so rebellious, full of fight
The memory of her, forever in sight

Now I see her here again
Laying before me in a coffin
Skin so pale, the light is dim
Trying to hide us from her sins

They closed her eyes forevermore
Unable to let us look through the door
Can't see the soul, see it soar
Now she's just cold to the core

Grabbing her hand, I look at her body
See the things she had to see
During her last moments, did she blame me
For her death? NO! I scream

I didn't listen to her subtle cries
It was hard to look through her eyes
Hiding under makeup, under the lies
That she was fine, everyone dies

But not my best friend, no, not you
You're time on Earth with me wasn't through
I didn't say you could leave me, your family too
I thought we made a pact, that's what friends do

I would try to help if you tried to stop
Hurting yourself, was it too much?
You drained your body, down to every last drop
When you got that high, did you feel on top?

Did you enjoy hurting me?
Did you think that if you died I would see
The pain you felt and feel guilty
About letting you die so abruptly?
Just hear me out for a minute, please
Though you're dead, I'm on my knees
Begging for forgiveness, neglecting dignity
To give you what you wanted this whole scene
The attention you craved, but could never achieve
Not as long as you had no integrity
Using the drugs to escape your enemy
Why couldn't you just let it be?
Why make it bigger than it even seemed?
It couldn't have been that bad, was he?
Is that why you left me so quickly
Before the proper and planned ending?
Is it because he's really that mean?

So many questions, my friend, to ask
But now I must find the courage I lack
To help the grieving souls in black
Because you couldn't stand to halt the attack
On yourself, we want you back

Because as hard as it is, we miss you
Miss the girl that used to be true
To us, and would always come through
But we want to know if this is true
Though you're not here, do you miss us too?

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