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Her Suicide

You see her smile,
And you hear her laugh...
But you don't know what's going on.
You like to sit there and pretend,
but as for anything else, you really
just don't know.
      Week after week goes by
And you begin to notice,
She's secluding herself from friends,
and from family.
You decide you'll ask her what's wrong,
and she gives you the answer you weren't
expecting.
      She says everything's fine and you believe her
You're one stupid fool,
Especially since you decided to walk away.
You don't know that she's been planning this for weeks.
She's trying to decide her last day.
      She wants it to be perfect
But she knows that nothing will ever be.
She decides to make one last chance
to see if anyone will really care.
Her friends have heard it all before,
Her talk of death,
Her wanting to end her life.
The friends just think she's talking,
They don't know she's tried before,
too many failed attempts,
because someone was always there.
     She planned it all too well now...
Her plans gone all too well,
When she brought up death,
All her friends laughed...
She knows that she will have
to make believers out of them...
Her one true friend, who knows
her pain had heard her tears...
Got her the gun and the bullets
needed...
    He showed up not to stop her...
But to give her his one last goodbye
in person. He knows that it would be
pointless. He wanted to tell her goodbye
to her face... He says he can't say goodbye
to someone in a closed casket.
They shared all their friends.
They all had to say goodbye too many
times to someonethey knew locked
deep inside a casket.
     He knows he's got her thinking
About all the times they've been there
for each other... He can feel how much
she wants to pull she wants to pull the trigger,
she turns around to walk away, but something in him
just won't let her. Something deep inside of tells him
to hold on.
He doesn't know this feeling, he's never felt it before...
       His stomach's curdling...
She wants him to let go...
But something deep inside of him comes
out in little sounds. She can't believe her
ears, at least what she think she hears...
He said he loved her for all she's worth,
but he knows it's not going to stop her.
He can sit and wait and hope and wish
that she will be in her right mind.
That when she takes her final breath
tonight, it will be exactly what she wants.
He knows she knows thats how he feels about
suicide...
       It's finally almost over...
She's sitting, counting down the minutes,
you see, she's accomplished everything,
She turned eighteen, she graduated-
with all her friends- she never got accepted
into the college that she wanted- she took that
as a sign to take her life this year.
She knew that it was only by pure luck she'd
made it this far. She tried her best and worked
her hardest to be a better person...
She quit smoking, she quit the drugs, she
even quit her destructive cutting- the only
reason that had happened was she hit a vein-
and for once she couldn't on her own apply
the presure to stop the bleeding. The only
thing she couldn't stop was her abusive drinking.
     Wait, Be Quiet, And Listen...
There's the sound that you've been waiting for,
the one to end it all...
She killed herself- the bloody mess.
Life and everything it consisted of, is
now completely over.