Poem

There is a group of people that decided to get together by blogging to prevent suicide. This was a poem I found on the website. I thought I share it with you guys.

I could see it getting to you like it got to me.
The same symptoms we displayed on that tragic day of amnesty.
You were still full of life,still playing your part,I was a broken record with a dying heart.
How it passed, like a disease is still a mystery unknown.
Just know that passing the sickness was the final blow for me.
I simply couldn’t let you go,when for the first time I matched;the same hysteria and unsalvageable mind,my insanity craved company and you filled that hole comfortably.
We were meant to be,meant to coexist and then die happily.And don’t worry, I’ll forgive you.
No one can blame your cowardice as I pulled us to our watery end.
The world will still know,of our heroic act of bravery.
We were too happy to be suicidal,and too philosophical to live within the boundaries of a conforming society When will you see?
That too break free,we had to become more than just we.
http://poem.mibba.com/232064/Not-a-suicide

I have never imagine committing suicide, but than again I never loved someone like this person has loved someone, and than I guess they lost this someone.