Short stories

The Spy

Now as a change of subject, this is a personal piece I wrote. This piece is Modified to protect privacy. Hope you like it!

Its a secret spy mission.
Going behind your friends' back for their own mental health.
I'm trying to heal everything when I can't even care for myself.

Juliet, on such a gentle pedestal,
one false move and everything,
everything,
about her is destroyed.
Her gentle skin,
ahe cut and tore.
Her beautiful mind,
all Bruised and hurt.

Juliet , such a beautiful young woman,
Abusing her own mind. 
Such a sunny personality hiding the thunder,
it tears her apart.
Destroys her,
but she cares too much about her friends to help herself.

I'm in the drowning waves trying to heal Juliet.
I'm struggling to get through the "I'm oks".
I want to save her from the wave,
at least keep her head above the water,
before its to late.

The wave came.
She's gone.
All that's left of her,
little drenched origami Butterflies floating in the tall water.

I failed.
I couldn't save her.
Its my fault she's not coming home, because of me.
I could have saved her.

Just one more cut and the wave will come. 
The spy mission better pull through or ill be visiting my friend's tombstone.

If you are struggling with mental illness please reach out. People care too much for you to lose you!
Thanks for reading

This is the exact same as the other part that is called " A Piece of my writing " just turned into a poem. Thank you FaunaRose11 for turning this into a poem for me!