She Was
She was indestructible to many
But too many could not see
That the beautiful, happy girl. . .
She was drowning in agony.
She could feel her heart breaking
in the silenced pain.
She was reaching out for help
But only she remained.
Where did everyone go
who said they would be there?
She wondered why she kept fighting
when no one really cared.
She was helpless to her thoughts
Convinced that no one could understand
So she conjured up the strength
To take life in her own hands.
She was a beautiful tragedy
No one would have guessed
That such a "happy" girl
Would be such a broken mess.
She was completely unaware
that she was able to be saved.
She turned to death to help her
and her life was taken away.
If you ever start to believe
that you should end your life.
Take a minute to breathe
and call a suicide hotline.