They walked from life In strides of anguish With steps of pain
They hid from us The horrors within Their secret wish
One after another One step after the other
They ran from life With a bottle of pills With a gun to the head
Six months ago Dressed in red She was finally free
Three days ago Clad in blue He was finally at peace
Last Tuesday a family friend took his own life. Not even a full 6 months after an old friend of mine did the same. I’m tired of hearing about death and loss. I’m tired of feeling like this. It’s exhausting being this sad all the time