He got an overdose of sadness,
That put him right to sleep.
Despite what you believe,
This is not a peaceful scene.
His features filled with anguish,
Skin as white as snow.
Tear stains mixed with vomit,
His body trying to rid itself of toxins.
He did this to himself,
Because nobody would help.
This isn't some fairy tale,
There's no Prince Charming meant to come around.
They found his body,
And gave out a pained cry.
How had no one noticed,
They couldn't get there in time.

I thought I'd kinda explain why I wrote this poem here at the end, I've been meaning to write something on it for a while.

Suicide is not something to romanticize. If you're going to have it in your stories, that's fine, but at least do not make it seem better than it is. There is no way in hell depression and suicide are good. I've read many stories myself where this main character is depressed, and then someone comes around and suddenly-oh my gosh I'm better.

This is not how it works. Sure, people can help. But it won't just randomly go away.

Another thing; when they explain suicide they do it in such a way that is just completely inaccurate, and makes it sound much nicer than it really is. If you've overdosed, no ones going to walk in to find you looking like you're just sleeping peacefully. It's more like they'll walk in to find you lying in your own vomit, because your body tries to get rid of what you've taken, so that you'll be okay. You'll be in awful pain the whole time, because it makes you feel so sick. You don't just go in your sleep.

This is what I wrote about in my poem, and I know there are other ways; all just as horrid and awful. The reason I chose to write about this specifically is because personal reasons for one, but also I've seen quite a few stories inaccurately describing how this works; making it seem much nicer than it really is. It is not a nice thing. It never could be a nice thing. It is awful, and when people write about it in such a way that makes it seem not bad, anyone could read that and think, "oh. So, it's not that bad that I'm thinking these things." When in reality they need help, not a romantic relationship to fix everything, not just something simple. They need proper help from someone who knows what they're doing.

Anyways, I apologize for my little vent about that, but that is how I feel on stories like this, and I tend to avoid stories with suicide in them anyways for this reason among others. I hope you maybe liked this poem or my message intended behind it. Bye!-Bob