Okay, this is just one of my poems that I wrote years ago, I was going through a really tough time, it was in high school, and I wrote a bunch of stuff, but I think this one is my favorite. It's not really that good, but it sounds better than the others. ^_^'
My Fault
One of my greatest fears
is seeing you here. I look
into your coffin and it
brings me to tears. You
ended your own life just
yesterday, with a cut on
your wrist, the blood
came, leaving me here
taking the blame. I
watched you do it, and
did nothing, just walked
out and left you there
suffering. I thought that
you were only acting like
all the times before, but
this time I ignored you.
Now, your dead, but the
thought of you is stuck
in my head. Your blood
has stained these hands
of mine, for I could have
stopped you, but instead
left you there dying.
Looking at you lying there
now, I can only regret the
choice that I made, and
wish that I would have
stayed. If I would've you
would still be here and no
one would be shedding a
tear.