Gone to Soon

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 I find it's also necessary to support the talents of your friends. Here enjoy the talent

Gone Too Soon 



Hey ,it’s spring time ...

The jacarandas blossomed a vibrant violet

The sky had been cloudy for a couple days 

And suddenly I had the urge to keep up with the weather 

Soon as my alarm went off ,

It didn’t matter if it was midnight 

I had to know how the rest of the day was going to be 

On sunny days ,i woke up bubbly 

You would swear I was An active volcano of joy 

My smiles were constantly falling like flower petals 

But then ...it’s not always shiny 

And one flower petal fell upside down 

I could tell that something was bound to go wrong 

Those fifteen minutes of excitement 

I was going to pay dearly for 

And just like that ...The temperatures dropped 

Dark clouds gathered 

And constant and small raindrops fell 

Just like my tears 

As I buried myself deeper into my bed 

At one point I merged with the thin fabric of the sheets 

 I wanted the world to swallow me whole 

What’s funny is ...I felt myself slipping 

And I tried to find help 

I promise you 

I googled where to find mental help for depression 

But still in this era it’s way out of reach 

I swear on my own eulogy I wanted to find a way out 

But then ...there isn’t much hope for people like me 

So like every other person going through something 

I googled  the benefits of death ...

I wanted out I kept telling myself 

And what better way to do that that to die 

Guilty free ,knowing I did more good than harm 

Not to my friends or family 

But to me ,to number one 

I knew they would all lie for a bit about how much they were going to miss me  

I knew everyone would say I was an amazing person 

No one would speak of the nights I was too broken to get myself up 

Too tired to have a conversation 

Too angry with myself to think 

No one would talk about the days I was too bitter to live 

Because none of them knew 

After their heartfelt speeches laced in lies and deception 

They would say in unison 

As if to mock my existence 

“Gone Too Soon”


By Grace Muchato


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