Suicide Letters
Suicide letters
Or love notes to death
I an not sure what to call them
I have read so many
From my friends of course
Saying they are sorry
How they just couldn't take it any longer
How their sorrow swallowed them
The depression gripping tighter
That's what depression does
It chokes out the life in you
My best friend suffered for a long time
For at least 5 years
Until she wrote her love note to death
I still remember the erratic text scrawled on the page
The pain in each sharp edge of the harsher letters
Like T, K, and L
Each edge cutting me
Like the blade that ended her life
Like the blade stained blood-red
I don't use knives anymore
I don't even keep them in my house
My ex boyfriend Mike
Wrote his love note
To me and Death
I sat on the floor sobbing
As he told me he loved me
But couldn't take the pain
As he went on and on about the tragedy he faced
How I brought the only light he knew into his life
How I should never forget him
And I don't
I still pass his house everyday
I still look for his car
I still have the bottle of painkillers he took
It's empty of course
I just suffer through pain now
I don't want to go like he did
I miss him
Along with my best friend
But like I said they both had love letters to Death
So Death soon fell in love with them
Copyright © Brittany Larson | Year Posted 2015
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