I’m sorry I did it
I’m sorry I tried
But here are the reasons
For which I have died
To my mother you lied
You said you would need me, love me, and care
Every time I needed you
You were not there
My father to whom I was invisible
Though you were always there
It never felt like
You really cared
To all the people who caused me pain
I know you wanted me dead
Just because you didn’t do it
Doesn’t mean it wasn’t said.
As my blood falls to the ground
I take away all my pain
Don’t worry, with out me
Everything will be the same.
I like this poem a lot. It is true that the people who cause us pain dont realize how much it hurts. But remember that there is always someone who loves you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but isn't every poem a suicide note?