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Eulogy for a Friend (revisited)

Your death taught me

at far too young an age

the legacy left behind for survivors

of suicide

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 so strong,

so cool

so remote

so protective of the vulnerability

that I could sense

below your 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 we were not enough

to call you back from the abyss

 

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  2. Ohhhhhhhh……If only the knowledge of that legacy on others really could pull one away from the edge of the abyss! (I’ve also read that the existence of a suicide within a family predisposes someone in the family to “problem solve” in that manner. It sows seeds of helplessness to those who care moist.

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      1. Someone I love spent a weekend in a virtual coma through drink and drugs. I was there when he came round and he said ” I didn’t want to wake up”. It was rock bottom for him but it was one of the lowest times of my life too. But I have never been through what you have. I can’t even imagine…

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