You we're in pain but when you plastered your fake smile I figured everything was fine.
You had these scars on your wrist
When I asked you about them you lied and I easily believed you.
I saw you cry a couple of times and you told me it was nothing and I didn't want to push it.
I found pills in your room but I figured they were for some illness you had.
You made joke's about suicide and death and I loudly laughed about it.
I knew something was up with you
But I gave a blind eye to everything.
I played dumb
I was so ignorant
I didn't want to play the therapist...
I had my own shit to handle.
I saw you die right in front of me
But yet did nothing
You cried for help in every way possible
But I refused to open my eyes.
I still gave you the blind eye.
My ignorance blinded me to see I had a suicidal friend.
You killed yourself and I don't even know the reason why you did it because I was so ignorant.
Your death Hunt's me every night
Guilt is slowly killing me..
I am living in regret..
If only I had done something you wouldn't have killed yourself...
Everyday I live to say
"IF ONLY"
_Tao
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Emotions In Word's
Poetrywords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
