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Array ( [sid] => 27661 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why Didn't You? [time] => 2003-11-22 15:24:00 [hometext] => This is about a girl who commited suicid and her mother/father questioning her boyfriend and asking him why he never saw her greif and telling him that he could have prevented this and making him feel gulty about it. [bodytext] => You looked into her eyes
but did you see the pain?
Did you see the sad,
little girl who was trying to hide,
and who doesn't want to be noticed?

When she spoke,
did you see the grief
stricken girl you used to know
as a happy, enthusiastic being?

As you walked with her,
she did not speak,
she did not look up at you,
afraid you'd ask what was wrong,
and if you would ever,
forgive her.

When you kissed her hand,
didn't you notice the scars,
the cuts,
the burns,
the pain she brought to herself?

Why didn't you?
Why didn't you notice?
Were you afraid,
afraid to ask her why,
and for her to stop?

Why didn't you?
You could have been the one
who could have stopped her
from going any farther,
than she did.

You might have prevented
the grief,
the pain,
this permanent scar,
that was hers to begin with
but now it envelopes us,
because we never knew,
we never knew why.
So we never could stop her
from going this far.

Now we all look upon this casket,
upon this gorgeous girl,
who took her life from herself.
Look around yourself,
see the faces of those moarning,
see the tears that run down their faces,
and now I see,
as I look at you...

You endure that pain,
the pain that we all are enduring,
and now I see tears,
because you realized that
you had noticed those things,
and that you could have prevented it
but then you look at me in the face
and asked-
"Why didn't you?" [comments] => 3 [counter] => 258 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Ewin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )

Why Didn't You?

Contributed by Ewin on Saturday, 22nd November 2003 @ 03:24:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief

You looked into her eyes
but did you see the pain?
Did you see the sad,
little girl who was trying to hide,
and who doesn't want to be noticed?

When she spoke,
did you see the grief
stricken girl you used to know
as a happy, enthusiastic being?

As you walked with her,
she did not speak,
she did not look up at you,
afraid you'd ask what was wrong,
and if you would ever,
forgive her.

When you kissed her hand,
didn't you notice the scars,
the cuts,
the burns,
the pain she brought to herself?

Why didn't you?
Why didn't you notice?
Were you afraid,
afraid to ask her why,
and for her to stop?

Why didn't you?
You could have been the one
who could have stopped her
from going any farther,
than she did.

You might have prevented
the grief,
the pain,
this permanent scar,
that was hers to begin with
but now it envelopes us,
because we never knew,
we never knew why.
So we never could stop her
from going this far.

Now we all look upon this casket,
upon this gorgeous girl,
who took her life from herself.
Look around yourself,
see the faces of those moarning,
see the tears that run down their faces,
and now I see,
as I look at you...

You endure that pain,
the pain that we all are enduring,
and now I see tears,
because you realized that
you had noticed those things,
and that you could have prevented it
but then you look at me in the face
and asked-
"Why didn't you?"

Copyright © Ewin ... [ 2003-11-22 15:24:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Why Didn't You? (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Saturday, 22nd November 2003 @ 03:36:45 PM AEST
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Whoa. Powerful write. I love the ending! Nice job, keep it up-- I was quite impressed.

--Shadow

Re: Why Didn't You? (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 22nd November 2003 @ 04:37:48 PM AEST
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Very good writing1
Wasn't fare for her family to use her boyfriend as a scape goat.
peace, joy, luv,
emy

Re: Why Didn't You? (User Rating: 1 )
by tortureddarkness on Sunday, 23rd November 2003 @ 01:36:12 AM AEST
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i think that this is a better poem than anything i could have written....i like your style because it isnt like everyone elses. Most people these days write what they think others want to hear. Stay true and dont be a conformist.

tortured

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