Why?

I wrote this when my best friend committed suicide in November.

There she lay,

her heart forever stilled.

Never to hear her voice,

Never to see her smile,

Why?

 

She is gone,

Forever layed to rest,

Her last words spoken,

But never heard.

 

Her voice like velvet,

Her smile like the bright sun,

Beautiful like the sunset on the horizon,

Gone like the moon at sunrise...

Reviews

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Very heart wrenching. :( But good writing!!

Don't EVER stop writing.

~Phoenix~

[O'Maoilriann]

"Her last words spoken/But never heard." Those are gorgeous and devastating words. There is so much one can draw from those two lines, it really embodies the sense of emptiness one might feel when making the decision to commit suicide. This is a beautiful poem.