Departed.
You left us here without a clue
As to why you did what you said you would do
Your cowardice has pained us all
And left just questions stuck in our craw
You could have stretched out your hurting hand
To find a friend who's been there man
The place you were was not alone
The thoughts you had were not your own
You departed not knowing of Gods true grace
And left your loved ones an empty space
The anguish I feel is felt by those
Who have tried to help you with your woe's
I hope and prey that you are the last
To take his life without any class
It may be harsh the way that I show it
But maybe it's true that I'm Gods poet
Copyright © Christopher Prescott | Year Posted 2006
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