A Tragic Love: Part 1 - Poem by Samantha White
From the very moment that they met,
She had thought they would be forever.
That is when she got caught up in the net,
of secrets and lies that would destroy her life.
She barely knew him but gave him her heart,
Trusted him to never hurt her.
Never knowing they would soon be apart,
all because he was blind.
He was too blind to see how much she loved him,
too blind to see he needed her.
He failed to see how with tears her eyes brimmed,
when he said that they were over.
He thought they were not right for each other,
He thought that they would be better apart.
He thought that he would be stronger without her,
while she grew weaker without him.
A young girl facing a cruel world alone,
No longer with him by her side.
Gone is any happiness she had ever known,
She is left with only a broken heart.
No longer able to forget her troubled past,
Trying so hard to fight against death.
Knowing without him she can no longer last,
Death is the only way out.
Two weeks before she had met him,
She had had feelings and thoughts she could not explain.
She has now been left alone to swim,
through an ocean in which she is drowning.
Darkness surrounds her,
She is giving in.
Everything is becoming a blur,
Of hate and loneliness.
No one hears her cries of pain;
No one wants to help her.
She is left to fight alone again,
but she will soon loose this battle.
She planned it all out,
the night she would leave this world.
She tried to fight but now has no doubt,
about what she is going to do.
She runs into her empty house, and rushes to her bedroom.
Tears streaming down her cheeks.
Though she is not happy this is what everyone assumes,
and now that has led to her death.
She looks in the mirror at her tear stained cheeks,
Smears her mascara ‘till her eyes are black.
She had tried to hold on for weeks and weeks,
but now that bottle is her best friend.
Taking a piece of paper to pour out her misery,
to tell her family not to worry.
Hoping against hope that they will see,
that she will be happier dead.
“Dear mom and dad from your baby girl,
I am so sorry but I just couldn’t hold on,
Watch, as my new life will unfurl,
Please don’t cry over me.
You are not to blame for what I have done;
I love you and will miss you both.
My whole world has become undone,
I just can’t hold on any longer.
I thought we were meant to be,
I thought we would last forever.
I was haunted by thoughts day after day,
fighting so hard to live.
Then the day came where I thought he would say,
I will love you forever and ever.
The day he told me that we could no longer be,
Was the day that my life ended.
I wonder if knew what he did to me,
would he still have said those awful words?
Life is not worth living without his love;
He was that special someone my life was missing.
Now I am flying free like a dove,
Away from my life of pain and misery.
Please tell everyone I know,
that I am sorry I didn’t say good-bye.
It is just my time to go
I couldn’t hold on any longer.”
After writing her own suicide letter,
She slit her wrist to ease her emotional pain.
Hoping that she will be better,
after she is gone.
Still holding the knife in her hand,
She slowly opened the bottle of pills.
Sobbing until she can hardly stand,
swallowing these tiny things that will end her life.
As she looks down at the empty bottle in her hand,
Her whole life flashes through her head.
She is spinning, falling, fighting to stand,
but death is already taking over.
The bottle falls to floor,
She falls down beside it, the knife in her hand.
Soon she will take in breath no more,
She will be lost forever.
Everything is swimming before her eyes,
Her breath is getting short.
As she takes in her last breath she cries,
Her very last tears of pain.
Leaving behind a world she once loved,
leaving people who truly loved her.
They never knew that she felt so unloved,
until it was too late.
By: Samantha White
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