Just A Word
I can’t do it anymore.
They tell me to
do what I think is right.
But what I think is right,
It seems to be wrong.
Suicide.
Maybe it’s simply just a word to you
But the day that I leave you,
The horrible day that seems closer everyday,
Is also the day when my parents are the
most disappointed in me.
The day when I am the biggest disgrace
to my family’s name.
The day when everyone is ashamed to say
they are related to me.
They’ll call me weak
and selfish.
They’ll discard me for the nerve I had,
To do that to them.
My friends, my family, please forgive me
Maybe if I hadn’t screwed up,
Or maybe if you weren’t worlds and worlds away.
Maybe then we could’ve understood each other.
But please understand when I say this,
I dont want to see you cry
I dont want to be the one you miss.
Please do not forget me,
Look at the color blue,
and remember me.
I’m sorry,
good bye.
Copyright © madi moore | Year Posted 2025
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