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The Two Sides of Misery-Susan's The Same But Different Poetry Challenge

Poetry By: mommy3

The first poem is based on my best friends feelings on how she is going through depression. The second poem is about how my best friend committed suicide and unfortunately died. These were very sad writes and are based on true events.

Submitted:Jan 12, 2010    Reads: 118    Comments: 15    Likes: 8   

My Best Friends Depression

My friend gets a weird sensation,
it happens from deep within.
My friend becomes furious and incensed,
choosing to go and hide.

My friend's physician calls it depression;
my friends father's reply it is merely her.
My friend's mind-set and emotions,
nobody will ever be capable of seeing.

Several claim she is psychotic,
several claim she is merely peculiar.
My friend feels like she's another human being,
and the old her is merely vanished.

She gets very moody;
she longs to commit suicide badly.
Afterward she become headachy
pursued with sadness.

She wants to get help;
she wants it to leave.
Perhaps if she continues praying,
it will one day.

To anyone who knows someone is struggling with depression please get them help. Their life may depend on it.

My Best Friends Suicide

She held the dagger to her wrists.

She sliced her wrists watching the blood pool.

While she realized what she did she cried like a fool.

Her tears were falling into the blood that looked like a flood.

She was covered in blood and tried to get up and failed.

She left a letter to me and her family it said.

I'm sorry I tried to fight it but could no longer.

I hoped I would have been able to resist and be stronger.

I love you and will miss you, but I hate this feeling of sadness and emptiness.

Once I read the letter I bawled like a baby.

We went to the funeral and all I saw was her in black.

I felt so guilty and wanted her back.

I hoped she would have gotten the help to get better.

I spoke at her funeral and choked up.

I couldn't help it she was my best friend.

I will always love her, but I am mad at her too.

I feel horrible for having this feeling and wanted her back.

My biggest regret was I wasn't there to stop her.

I go over and over in my head if only I was there.

I have questions also that I would like to be answered.

How could she do this to me and her family?

This is based on true events and I hope no one ever has to go through this.

For their loved ones or someone they care for.


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