Grief From Suicide
Thirty years ago I got the call.
Your brother had to tell me
You'd extinguished your own life.
Immediate tears, for you and your family.
Shock hits hard you know.
You'd tried to live life right
Yet still it was difficult for you.
People let you down,
Kept giving you the dirty end of the stick.
You still had us, your family.
The guilt ate away.
Why hadn't we noticed how bad you were feeling?
Why couldn't you open up to us?
Why had we ever been mad with you?
Never ending questions.
You made us so angry.
Angry that you gave up on life.
Angry that you didn't talk to us.
Angry that you didn't say goodbye.
Anger destroys.
The overwhelming sadness brought depression.
We didn't want life ourselves.
We couldn't enjoy life without you.
We hibernated away.
Shunned those who tried to help.
Eventually, as time passed,
We remembered the good times
Recalling our lives, our memories.
The fun and laughter you gave us.
We started to work through the grief.
However hard it was for us,
It must have been harder for you to make that choice.
Now we live with hope.
Hope that you are reunited with loved ones.
Hope we see you again some day.
RIP Alec x
Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017
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