Alone

I wrote this when my sister attempted suicide.
Within every suicide
there's someone who survived
someone who cried
and someone who gave up on life
just like you did

Nothing to remember you by
just your fake alibi
someday maybe
we'll all be happy

All your things left as they were
our lives left all as a blur
all to figure

Flowers and prayers left at your stone
a lonely teddy bear lays alone
left on its own

By Lorraine Vaillancourt
Published: 3/22/2006 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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