This just came to mind. Kind of dark, just needed to be written out.
Suicide but help for others
Blood pours from wounds
Struggling to sit up
Ignoring the tears
She grabs for paper
Writing her feelings out
Letting the words flow
Past, present, future
She wrote as blood dripped from open wounds
Blood dropped onto the paper
Smearing words
It didn't matter
She kept writing
Feelings kept inside
Came pouring out
Tears tumbled down her face
Mixing with blood and words
Screams once silent
Came alive on paper
Pain once hidden
Became known
Page after page
Until she slumped
Blood gone
Spread out around her
For them to find
To realize what they did
To save her too late
Gone, never forgotten
Let this be a testimony of her life
Of death
Let someone learn from these pages
Too late for her
But not for someone else
Help, they cry
Silently
Until these pages
Then loud
To get help
To be saved
To pray
Scream
Cry
Smile
Thank the author
The pages written down
By someone that is gone
Until the next life
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