Tragedy

Adam

Tragedy

It was snowing

The day

She left us.

In a blizzard

Of pain

She went.


She was a ray

Of sunshine

In the bleak

Cloudy world.

A source of comfort

For everyone.


She refused

To believe that.

She hurt herself,

Bleeding bitter tears

And ice cold ideas

Of herself.


She found solace

In this self-inflicted

Self-indulgent

Pain.

A broken snowflake,

Perfect to all but herself.


She went too far.


The gun was

Cold.


She made her decision.


The time had come.

Nothing mattered

To her.

She mattered

To me.


The ground was frozen.

The pain was burning.

The grave funeral.

The snowstorm had come.

Hypothermic,

Feverish,

She left me.

I was blind.

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Adam

Adam is a senior in high school. He is heavily involved with his school's drama department. He hopes to pursue writing in many forms in his future.