Melissa Bettes - Never Forgotten. Poem by Adeaze Tinkerbelle

This is a true story. I just don't know how to get my feelings out any other way. Look this obituary up, it's the first site listed under Upstate Today.


August 13,2009.
Melissa Anne Bettes died today.
But I didn't call her that; she was my Mel-Bell.

Papers can misinform,
and you can misinterpret.
Fact: She was 16.
Fact: She was also my best friend.
You may wonder what happened for her to die so young.
My best friend killed herself.
She hung herself today, and died.
Died because she was tired of hurting.
She wanted to be happy,
she died alone.
It took us all by suprise.
I miss my best friend, and I cry everyday
Just thinking about her.

Will you think of her, too?


Never Forgotten

I write these words with
Love on My Arms,
Hoping you can understand.
I saw those scars lining the insides of
Your wrists, the bruises on your face.
It was the golden opportunity for someone else
To judge you.

I write these words with
Tears in My Eyes,
Wishing that there was another way to say
I miss you Everyday.
The pain I feel now will never come close
To the pain and torture you received.

These dark strokes in my diaries
Are the only way that I can express myself
Without wanting to take mine own too.

I miss you, Mel, and I love you.
I wish you would have known that before you died.
I feel like I could have done something,
when in reality I know there was nothing that could change your mind.

I'm glad you are no longer in pain, my friend,
even though I know we've come to an end,
but you have only just begun,
The Devil think's he's already won.
But God prevails, The Devil is gone,
and you leave us to rest at the foot of God's Throne.