Soul Killer Poem by Allison Unknown

I'm sorry for whatever I've done to you. I never meant it, really. For the first time in a while I'm telling you the truth. You have to believe me. No, please no, don't do that, you think your just hurting yourself, your not. Whatever happens to you I take in the pain. Why do you think that you have never felt it. What Are You Doing! ? ! No! Don't go grab the knife. Stop, listen to me, this isn't the only way. I can help you, as much as you can help me. You don't know what your doing with that knife. STOP!

As I watched you stab that knife in your heart, I felt the pain that you went through. Everything you did and didn't. My heart is sore for what you did. You think you only killed yourself with that knife, you didn't. You took my life, everything I worked up to, but most important, you KILLED my SOUL!

When I watched everyone go to my funeral, some people cried, others looked like they didn't care that I was dead but I could see it, I could see how hurt they really were. Others came and cussed at me for being so 'selfish' I don't care. I was really surprised to see how many people really loved me, and for others I was their own personal hell.

'What? ' I don't care if it wasn't my time. Everyone dies at there own rate. Mine just happened to be today, watching someone take their own life in front of me, then I guess I was in death's way at that moment. Telling you the truth, it's like I was already DEAD!