Death

In that moment,

I didn’t care.

I was mad, sad, and depressed

What should I do?

Go to sleep and wake up to another

Terrible day?
 

Or end it?

Never to see anyone again?

What should I do?

In a spur of the moment,

I grab the gun

I hide under my bed
 

Cocking the gun,

I hold it to my head,

And pull the trigger.

Everything goes black.
 

Then there’s a bright light,

I look down and am surprised   

At what I see.
 

It’s my body,

I’m flat on the floor,

Blood pouring from my head
 

My mother runs in,

See’s my body and falls in a heap,

Sobbing and screaming for my father.

My father runs in,

See’s my body and yells,

“Why, son? Why didn’t you talk to someone?”

Looking down at my parents,

I realize I’ve made a mistake.

I’ve made a permanent solution for a temporary problem.

I never realized how many people

Cared for me,

How many people loved me.

What have I done?

Looking at my parents

I send a silent prayer to them
 

“Mother, I’m sorry. I made a mistake.

Father, I’m sorry for letting you down.

I love you both so much. I’m sorry.”

I turn from the ugly scene

And follow the light,

Away from everyone who loved and cared for me.