Watching Him Die
You broke my heart by killing yourself.
Watching you go thru hell.
Though it wasn’t a quick death.
It was still a death.
How I will always wish things were different.
I will always think of our conversations in the end.
I never thought I would have to watch you die.
So many questions with no whys.
But at least I am thankful to get to say goodbye.
Copyright © Jeanette Huston | Year Posted 2021
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