To you, just a poem..... | victemofsuicide's Blog

I watch from a distance.

As I read your eyes, I learn you aren't the one for me.

I realize, I am the one for me.

And as I snicker at your foolish ways, I know that life is good.

I look at a tree, and watch the leaves flicker in the wind.

While I squint at the sun, I notice that life ain't so bad after all.

And I turn around, looking in the mirror, puzzled by the reflection,

It seems as though life is dead.

Then I think of the tree, then I think

of you.

And thank you for making me who I am today.

The pain was all worth it.

The pain-it was-all worth it.