'Mom and dad, I'm sorry
I must say I love you so
Please don't ever doubt that
I'm sorry I had to go'
A cold stream of salty water
Peacefully caressing her skin
It all wanted to come out now
Could no longer keep it within
Should she tell them everything
Or maybe it's better not to know
The truth she felt she owed them
Even if telling would hurt her so
Using her left palm as a tissue
Trying to make the tears go away
The pen would she use to tell them,
Tell them what went on every day
'I guess I should have told you
A little late for tales tonight
But it's better late than never
To tell what led to this night
I never had a single friend, mom,
Always pretended, to make you smile
When I said I went to Christie's
I just stayed outside alone a while
The kids were always teasing me
Calling me names I will not tell
It happened every day at school
I've felt trapped inside a cell
Everyone got to bully me around
Like it was some kinda hidden law
Nothing I ever did was good enough
What went on in my mind no one saw'
Thinking back at what had happened
Tears again quickly filled her eyes
What has she done to deserve this
She had always tried to be so nice
Verbal abuse had killed her inside
Making all the confidence go away
She'd started to believe every word
That she was the bad things they'd say
No one had taken her side in this
Kids not joining in had just walked by
Spitting, kicking, pulling her hair
Never had any stopped and wondered why
'I never did understand it, dad,
Why they would hurt me so every day
I tried to accept it as how life is
That I'd done something and had to pay
But I cannot take this anymore now
I hate myself and want it to end
I wish there had been another way
But a broken soul can never mend
Take care of mom for me, please
Tell her this was for the best
I love you both so dearly, dad'
She feels a huge lump in her chest
Never imagined it to be so hard
Just to write the stupid letter
Bidding her parents a last good bye
Sooner she got it done, the better
Taking so long to write so little
Most difficult thing she'd ever done
She had thought about it many times
Had only considered, but written none
Eyes red, puffy and watery as ever
Hands shivering and cheeks very wet
She'd written down all she remembered
The secret she had so silently kept

'My letter is coming to end now
When you read it, so has my life
And I didn't do this to hurt you'
Guilt cuts through her like a knife

'I wish there had been another way
Where I wouldn't need to end this
But keep me in your hearts with you
That's the only place I can find bliss'


©Lisabeth - 22.Jan.04
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