Those Left Behind Poem by Jeremy David T. Garrett

Do you know the difference between you and between me
As you clutch that little blade, filled with uncertainty?
You are fighting against your depression, waiting to be free
While I am stuck watching, waiting until the end
Fighting against all your pain, just like a good friend
Sighing when I see your skin needs to again mend
You see, you are not really thinking of me, when you cut
Your say 'My life is so hard, I can't go on, ' But
Do you think about those around you, and what
They might feel when you cut yourself so deep?
Do you think you are the only one that will ever weep?
The only one who has nightmares when you try and sleep?
You never thought about that, did you?
Didn't think how it affect not just you, but me too?
Instead you cut and cut until your hands turn blue
But now here am I, left to stand all alone
Left to look at all those cuts to the bone
Left to be haunted by each and every moan
I sit now in the dark, afraid of the light
Alone and cold, no longer fighting for the right
All of beauty is completely lost in my sight.
Each and every cut you did to yourself, I felt
Each and every lash, left on me a stinging welt
Every darkness inside my soul had dwelt
But not anymore, now they run free
Laughing at my pain my tears, at me
Wishing for my death, so I no longer can see
Is this what you wanted, when you left this world behind?
Is this what was going through your stubborn little mind?
Lost in that allusion, death had you in its bind
Now you are lost, and I am afraid
This is the worthless creature I am into made
I just wish, above all you had stayed
Now I sit in the dark, my eyes un-staring
Alone in a world that is so uncaring
No one to ask how I am really faring
Death leaves me to rot in my misery
My friends don't talk to me, leave me to my unreality
You were it, the one I had loved steadily
Please come back, Let you come back to life
To help me walk through all of this strife
Please take away the power of that little knife....
I miss you, I want you back, do you wish it too?
Thinking back on it, would it be different, what would you do?
Would it help at all, if I told you... I miss you.. And I love you.