Forty-eight hours since you took your own life
and everyone’s struggling to pick up the pieces,
trying to figure out where they went wrong
hoping the pain burrowing deeper inside them decreases,
even as your friends back at school
talk about you now in the past tense,
did you find the peace you were searching for
when the demons finally breached your last defense?
ouch.
Takes me back to high school and the first person I ever almost knew, who committed suicide.
It’s just to surreal to see it happen to a friend