For Heather

I often wonder how such a decision can be made The choice to stay here is this life Or move on to whatever may come next Did you feel like you were alone in this world Or did you simply tire of what this world had to offer Because the mere act of being human Can be so monumentally exhausting I can almost understand the welcome rest That you may have seen in deaths embrace The chance to lay down the heaviness in your soul And finally close your eyes Maybe looking down from that window Feeling the sun and the wind on your skin Maybe instead of feeling like the end It simply felt like freedom And instead of the decision to jump You made the decision to fly I hope you didn't leave this life Believing you were all alone I hope you simply saw your chance to move on to the next adventure And no matter how the ones left behind may feel The choice was yours to make And I would never lay down judgment Your reasons are yours alone to know And ours to simply ponder But no matter the facts and fictions of your life And the truth and lies within your death You were loved, if not understood And I hope wherever it is you've ended up You can finally take a breath And rest R.I.P Heather Brink