The Girl

This is something that my friend wrote and we all think it is really good, but really sad and slightly depressive. I hope you all like it.


The Girl

Her soul, her soul,
He cried aloud,
And a silence fell over,
The bustling crowd,

They turned their heads,
To understand the commotion,
Then turned away,
At the burst of emotion,

For there she lied,
On the cobble stone street,
Blood in her mouth,
No shoes on her feet,

He was the only one who cared,
The only one who cried,
On that bleak day,
Where she laid and died,

She had a good life,
For a year or two,
Until all of her white,
Turned into black and blue,

She tried too hard,
She cried all the time,
She buried her soul,
Among the blood and the grime,

Her eyes were her soul,
But her smile told her lies,
And she hallowed out her thoughts,
Silenced her cries,

He was the only one who cared,
The only one who cried,
On that bleak day,
Where she laid and died,

He was her entire world,
He was the best person she knew,
He alone could make her smile,
Her love for him only grew,

She was his hope,
His reason for living,
She was in his heart,
He remained forgiving,

But he couldn't save her,
Her pain had won out,
But even as she lied,
She was sick with doubt,

He was the only one who cared,
The only one who cried,
On that bleak day,
Where she laid and died,

The years passed by,
And new love appeared,
No one noticed,
His old love disappeared,

He grew happier and happier,
With every breath he'd take,
And he smiled his life by,
Forgetting his mistakes,

The world forgot the girl,
Who was in so much pain,
The one who sobbed on the sidewalk,
And died on that day,

He was the only one who cared,
The only one who cried,
On that bleak day,
Where she laid and died

To Stay Among The Living

This is something I wrote when I was feeling really down and out.

To Stay Among the Living

I slowly cry myself to sleep, because of all of the pain I feel. Nothing I do can make the pain go away. It just makes it worse. I don’t know how to stop it. So I will just keep crying myself to sleep./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ Nobody cares about how I’m feeling. Nobody cares if I live or die./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ So as I take my last breath and say my last good bye. I end all my pain and suffering with one bullet waiting to be lodged in my temple./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ I start to pull the trigger and have second thoughts about what I am doing. Is it really worth it? Should I end everything? Or should I put the gun down?/ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living. I put the gun down and start to cry. I was so close to death, so close to ending everything for good. But something inside me told me that I had made the right decision. That I have a reason to keep on living./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ I go on living my life. Cherishing every moment. Living life to the fullest./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ I still have my brush with death in the back of my mind. It scares me. How close I was to death. I know there are so many others who end it. And I know that there are others that I can save. I don’t want anyone else to go through what I had to./ To stay among the living. To just try for one more day. And live the life I was supposed to. And stay among the living./ To stay among the living.

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