To Late Poem by Tia BraveBull Bredeson

My wrist is bleeding
My mom is screaming
I look down at my arm
and I don't go into alarm
Cuz I know I'll be fine
It'll be just a big line
Mom's crying
She's sick of my lying
I just look at her
and slowly smile
I stand up
Level that gun to my head
and pull the Trigger
Now I'm dead
What was that? I didn't hear what you said?
You said you loved me
Well, Its to late
To make up for your mistakes
Cuz I'm already gone