Short Depressing Poems

Poetry?

Life is poetry on it's own.
laughter, people, adventures
It's all poetry.

Death is poetry on it's own.
Tears, words, blood.
It's all poetry.

But as I sit here with a river on my wrists.
I try to be strong.
Without taking risks.
Risks like falling in love with a man who was my song.

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Not sure if this is actual poetry. I'd like to think it is.