Free verse № 114459
Social Awarness
Kneeling by your grave
So many thoughts in my head
You were always so brave
Now you're nothing but dead
After everything they teach
None of us were aware
You thought help was out of reach
When all along it was there
You were everyone's friend
The star if the show
Is there a sign you could send
There's so much we don't know
But now you're gone
There's nothing we can do
We just sit here forlorn
Remembering you
I wish I were mad
Maybe then I wouldn't miss you
And it really is so sad
That teen suicide is such an issue
6 comments
You spelled "awareness" wrong in your title, and I believe you meant "of" not "if" in the third stanza.
This is the very worst thing you could do for the memory of the dead. You are unwittingly generalizing one more dead person and lumping them in with the rest who have had so many bad poems elegizing their deaths.
This poem, while it may be meaningful to you, is meaningless and laughable to the rest of us. If you can believe it, so many kiddies ask me to read poetry just like this expecting me to praise it. I do exactly what I'm doing now. I tell them this kind of poetry, as common as kleenex and as disposable, is exactly why "young creative writers" classes are a bad idea.
If you really want to do justice to the memory of the dead, focus on what made your friend unique in life, instead of what made your friend another badly rhymed "poem" among the rest of the prematurely dead.
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