Adolescence, Family, Help, Hope, Love, Suicide, Support Groups, TEEN DEPRESSION, Teen Suicide, The Jewels' Angels Foundation, Therapy
I spend time in your room,
I look at your photographs,
I listen to your videos,
I read your poetry,
but I don’t feel that you were real.
I see you,
I know you were real,
I can still smell you,
I know you are with me,
but I don’t feel you.
Perhaps it’s my mind’s way of protecting me from what’s real,
I don’t want to believe you’re gone,
I don’t want to put your things away,
Perhaps, if I just pretend you were real, you will not go away,
I think not.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: JCW
Copyright: March 20, 2017
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