I sit and think. My thoughts are drowned with sadness. Depression is a 'state of mind' someone once told me.
I try to keep that deep within me everytime I see fun arise.
I don't have that anymore unfortunately. After the death of my best friend, I don't want life anymore. I think about how things would change if I were gone. But if I were gone, would I reunite with Erin..?
Would God accept me into his home..?
Things now are hectic. Mom is always angry. Dad left. School makes matters worse.
And to top it all off, everyday I sit at the edge of my roof with my knees to my face. I look at the sky as the sunset fades to black reaching up as far as I can.
Maybe I'll be there someday..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yet ruefully poignant love when eclipsed................beautifull depicted by the shadow, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing