Eulogy for a Friend

Your suicide taught me at far too young an age

The legacy left behind for survivors

I was more than a little in love

With your beautiful cheekbones

I could spend an entire class

Studying  your elegant hands

I felt that you were a kindred spirit

Always outwardly acting so strong,

So cool, so remote

So protective of your vulnerability

That I could sense below the surface

I tried to reach out to you after you lost him

To the self-inflicted wounds

But my voice must have sounded like a whisper

In a hurricane

Even after all these years

I am so very sorry that it was not enough

To call you back from the abyss



Categories: Poetry

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