Posted in Grief Poetry

Poetry: suicide memorial – Your Very Own Hell

Your very own hell

The lights flash
The sirens wail
You are fighting
Your very own hell
Alone in the darkness
No friend at your side
You swallow the pain
Alone you decide
The lights flash
The sirens wail
You are fighting
Your very own hell
No one heard
No one saw the act
Everyone felt sorrow
After the factThe lights flash
The sirens wail
You tried to escape
Your very own hell

Tears fall
Wounds mend
Your very own hell
Has no end

The lights flash
The sirens wail
We look the other way
As you live in your hell

The lights fade into the sun
The sirens diminish
We all look away
Then there was one

I see you stand before me
Shouting your slurs and cries
Go away, I can’t deal with it anymore
No, wait! Stop! I didn’t mean it, they were lies

 

 

 

The siren does not wail
The lights flash no more
You swallowed all the pain
Left the empty bottle on the floor

And I, I recall the moment
I relive the day
I struggle with the regrets
Of when I pushed you away

I am so sorry!

In Memory of De-De my almost step-mom
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Leesa Love