i lost a good friend of my to suicide a couple of years ago. i wish i could tell a story like you guys have but the easiest way for me to express what we had is through a poem i wrote. so here it is
A poem for a Dead Friend
To my friend, so pure, talented, so young
Why did you have to put the rope on and take all the air from your lung
You were a man of many laughs, smiles and cheers
Why couldnt i have gotten to know you better in your final years
Many good times and memories i have which i have only you to thank
But now i need my strength or i will join you and give my neck one final yank
But alas no matter what i think, feel or say
Please know that i will never join you and end in the same way
I must live my life in a way that you never could
But i will see you again someday in someway and we will sit and talk like we said we always would
MARVIN DRAKE 2004
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