Suicide

   A day ago

  friend played with me;

 now she fell asleep   

Not waking again 

what made her died?

I was a great help 

now she is dead;

I am a loner

Confirming,Confirming 

died of depression;

Oh what a shock!

goose bumps around my skin 

she wrote a letter;

“Dear Princess,

you are a great help!;

but my parents hurt me

A source of darkness;

but you were a source of joy

They killed my dream;

my dream of becoming a writer 

They tore my manuscript;

not enough burn it

but we kept writing together;

I could not help again;

but to kill myself

I am sorry Princess;

I have to leave 

I know you a loner;

but  make your pen and paper

a pen and paper your best friend 

Love you Princess 

From your beloved friend”