i can see the discomfort
within their eyes
and in their body posture.
hands wringing around
news reports
about a girl
who killed herself
last thursday.
they both have
a hard time looking
at the camera
and i've come to realize
dying doesn't make you a hero.
dying doesn't make you anything.
dying, means your dead.
your body has become
the baggage claim of the earth
after your flight of life.
and your soul
everything you thought
aspired to be, hoped for
and cried for.
is nothing.
we can only be ourselves
to the fullest extent
because each human mind is rare.
about to go exitinct
in say---eighty years?
dying doesn't make us anything.
---in some minds,
dying is just the release
into nothing.
and i guess that was what
she was after.
nothing.
because there is no pain
in the darkness.
there's just an absence of light.

|m.s.