I'm not romanticizing suicide .I just started writing-and this is happened. |
Looking up at you from beyond my grave You hide your face from the world What happened to the man I love? Have you given up on faith? I told you once that I’d love you forever And forever hasn’t stopped since I went away. Don’t cry for me Don’t fake a smile Cause we’ll be together In a little while Hold on, my love It will be okay. Although your heart has crumbled, Tomorrow is always a new day. You question your purpose in life, And you wonder whether it just seems Fair that you should end it. Do no such thing, please listen to me. Even though the fire in your soul remains unlit. You must always remember that I love you, And there are others who feel the same way. Surely you must have been joking when you said That killing yourself is the only way. A drop of blood falls on the ground, I’m here, helpless, watching you bleed. There’s not a soul around to see That you, yourself, have ended your life, Just for a chance for us to be together There is no hope for return, Due to the knife that slit your wrists, And the drugs that you took too many of. And now, an outsider would plainly see A crumpled body laying in a pool of blood, The limp hand holding a letter. A letter that I sent from beyond the grave, Saying that love would keep us together |