Poems: Shed a Tear

Shed a tear,

Knowing all you’ll ever do is live life in fear

Here’s a story that should send chills down your spine

It could be about anyone, but we’ll say it happened to a friend of a friend of mine

With that, I submit this for the approval of all society 

I warn you now this story isn’t garden variety

No one can fully understand the torment or torture of the human mind

Peer behind the curtain and you might be scared of what you find

This one’s about a girl who was looking for support 

But instead she pushed the panic button and decided to abort 

She had beautiful brown eyes and olive skin

No one could ever suspect she was troubled with life’s greatest sin 

She purposely wanted to leave the parachute unpacked 

Looking for everything in the next life that this one lacked 

But, unfortunately this is a decision she can never take back.

She tried taking every pill she had

She was foiled by thinking of the tears of her dad

This is a girl whose life you thought was filled with happiness and bliss 

But the reality is this

She’s had thoughts of heading for a knife to cut up those wrists

In doing so, she’ll never get to go to prom

Never again will she see the face of her mom

She’ll never get to feel true loves first kiss 

But she doesn’t care cause she feels as though she’ll never be missed

Questions remain, if we had just taken the time and spent an extra minute or 2 

Would she have shown us her heart was really black and blue

If only she was advised to put the thought of her actions to words

Unfortunately her voice was never heard

Some would say those actions are cowardly

Or maybe they’re too blind to see

Through all the negativity

You can still get lost in a world of self pity 

Tired of thinking of herself as the worst

This might be her way of coming in first

A smile might grow on ones face

Thinking they’d finally be done with this thing they called the human race

Is it any wonder that thinking of the world sends her into depression 

How could it not when it seems like we’re stuck in regression 

Seems the only way out is putting an end to all the various voices in her head 

Immaterial knowledge that society’s force fed

A description of perfection she never matched 

Is it any wonder she feels so detached 

She ponders the reality of what happens when you die 

She wonders and hopes maybe there really is an invisible man in the sky

She’s ready to take the plunge and find out or maybe she won’t 

All we know is she’s tired of following the do’s and don’ts

She writes a letter not knowing who’ll read it, saying ‘when you’re done this cruel ride

She’ll be waiting on the other side

Its better if you don’t understand

No matter how much she wishes you can’

Her parents always said, one day she’d make a killing

Who knew her life would be so unfulfilling  

Now we’ll never know 

As she stands on death’s row

Is she gonna pull the trigger

As she takes one last look in the mirror...

Shed a tear,

But not for her, do it for all those who live life in fear.