The death was self inflicted.
I'm ending it tonight she said.
It flew over all our heads.
We dismissed her words
as she prepared to leave this world.
When her final minutes passed
We sat, we read, and we gasped.
As if we had no clue.
What she was about to do.
I'm ending it tonight she said.
Self inflicted.
I just want to be dead she said.
But we said unrealistic.