Heat beating down upon the pavement,
as we go about our day like every other.
Life’s fragility the last thing in our minds,
until we receive news that makes our hearts stop.
The air grows thin as thoughts grow frantic;
their presence seems fresh in our minds.
Was it a day, a week, a month since we last checked?
How is it today he could have taken his last breath?
Acquaintances, good friends, and family alike,
gather in solemn solace on this dreary night.
Some cry, some talk softly, and some completely silent.
All unable to comprehend this loss of life.
The loss of life is tragic in the most general of senses,
but even worse when taken by one’s own hand.
We struggle to understand the pain amongst our grief.
Something plaguing him so deeply he needs that kind of
release.
Alas, we only have our memories of this man now.
A strong and kind man dismantled by grief and agony.
His own life taken away from him first and foremost,
but taken from the ones he loved and loved him in return.
Amidst our pain we do not see the greater picture.
Our struggle seems singular and alone,
until we’re gone and leave everyone at a standstill.
Left now with only pain and sadness to see to.
Goodbye to a good man with a good heart.
We wish you well on what sees to you next.
A place in our hearts we shall reserve for you,
Until we can in the end see you next in all of our eternal
reset.
