Mother dearest lost her child today.
He took his own life away.
No one seemed to understand why.
Little did they know the signs have been laid out for them to notice.
Yet no one picked them up.
How he withdrew from loved ones.
How new markings appeared along his skin.
How what he once loved to eat, he could barely look at now.
How he looked tired all the time and said he was always in pain.
How he slept most of the day away.
And you know what that sleeping was?
Preparation for eternal sleep.
He was making sure he has perfected the act so the next time he went to sleep, he wouldn’t wake up.
So mother dearest lost a child today.
It was a sad day.
If only people listened to his cries for help.
Silent and not.
Maybe he would of had a chance.
Instead he was told it was for a attention.
And told it was mental,
And it goes away.
A broken soul doesn’t heal that easily yknow.
He’s sorry he wrote.
He’s sorry that I had to find him.
I was only fifteen.
Today is a sad day.
I lost my best friend. No one heard my pleas to help him.
Not even my cries.
Maybe if they listened..
He could of had a chance in life.