he's dead

too much was said
and now he’s dead.
Not enough said
and now he’s dead.
to hold him, to hear him
comfort his pain,
calling out again and again
remember remember remember my name
all is crazy in this modern game.
True, yes, he blew out his brains
when did you last say his name.
lift, hold, position fire
never again will you call him LIAR
It’s over, he’s gone
brutal, violent so true
we felt the same
did you?
over and over I say his name
I miss you I love you
You will always be near
now lie down and rest
peace is the pillow your head needs to rest
good bye I love you you are one of the best.

he's dead

louisaphilips

London, United Kingdom

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My cousin killed himself 3 weeks ago. He was living with me and my kids, this poem is for him

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