Death

See I told you no one would miss me, but you didn't

Understand. When I died I saw you you did not cry, though

I told you to miss me, you never did. I took the pill and waited

Changing, trying to heal. I never did. You knew I loved you, for

I told you everyday. Now I burn in hell for you to live so well.

Did you even care about me at all, you never came to stop me

Everyone, but you saw me fall.

Reviews

[justjenn_2u]

Deep and haunting but realistic feelings. It's like wanting to be a fly on the wall to see the repurcussions. Even though you may feel this person may not mourn, in time, it smacks one in the face. Great expression and your emotions made me almost tear up.

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

I can relate to this one. We all feel like this. We all question "Who will miss me when I'm gone?" And what do they think.
This one gets to me particularly
"I told you to miss me, you never did. I took the pill and waited.
Changing, trying to heal. I never did."
I have been in the point of my life where the only thing I could think about was overdosing on something. And it's tough to get out of the grip of it. You never fully heal from it.

Also. I love how it spells "Suicide" excellent format (:

-Marie-

[A.Lee]

"I took the pill and waited
Changing, trying to heal. I never did"

Wow. That was breathtaking. I feel like you took the thoughts that flood my mind and just wrote them in the most sadly beautiful way. You made such incredible work of a short poem. I read this at least three times already. Great work.

[KAREN]

I love the way you wrote this. Full of pain and sadness! Excellent write!!

[Kathryn Saunders]

i really love the way you wrote this. great job! 10/10

[deeps]

This is sad really, but you express yourself well.

[Worms]

is never the right answer,
but great poem about a terrible subject

[kayla garcia]

awwwwwwwwwwww it sounded like you've had alot of bad experinces

[Vincent Weathers]

When I read this poem, I get the image of two things: the lover who has no regard for the narrator, and the narrator who tried to make it work. I don't know the events that led up to the event, nor should I feel it was necessary to explain. The narrator of the poem, I think may been alienated from his world, or him from the world. The relationship, for what it is, the poem exposed is deftly handled. I feel extreme dissatisfaction from the narrator of how his events came about, and sadness in the fact that the narrator took a desperate measure in order to get the kind of response that perhaps he has been desperately looking for in his life, led to disappointment. Questionably, I think about the relationship between the family and friends to the narrator. The responsibility likely lies there. Maybe that's just speculation. The poem is sad and styled for proper effect; for example, pay attention to lines one and two: "but you didn't/understand" and "..cry, though" expresses, I think, the lover's lack of sympathy/empathy on the part of the narrator.
It's a sad end. I thought you did well with this.

[Gandré]

Very nice passionate expression of sadness and lament poetry.