To Angelo, a boy with his whole life ahead of him, but took it away by his own will. Rest in peace. You are missed.
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I do not understand what your pain
Was
I never shall
I didn’t know you well
I admit, you sometimes scared me
But I knew you were a nice kid
Two people I love
Trusted you with all their hearts
They loved you
And you loved them too
I know you did
I saw it
You were hilarious
You smiled everywhere you went
You told jokes to complete strangers
You wore your military uniform to school
With pride and beaming lips
And sat with your best friend’s little sister at lunch
When she looked lonely
I don’t know what pushed you over the edge
I don’t know the details
I don’t want to
I’ve heard things
That I don’t want to believe
But now
You are a hero
Because you are dead
You are a thing:
A tragedy, is what they say
And it is tragic
That someone so young
With so much life
Potential
Greatness already inside of them
Could feel so broken
So tiredtiredtired
That they felt so empty
Hopeless
Why did you have to give up now?
You were so close
One more year
And you would have been free
To serve your country
The way you always wanted to
Fight for freedom
But you gave up…
And I don’t know why
I don’t want to
Because despair is a darkdarkdark place
Your pain is gone, now, though
I suppose
But I still don’t understand…
Just know
That no one ever hated you
You would have seen that today
If only you were here
To see it
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I have posted the song on the side before, but I needed to do it again. It is a song about brokenness but deciding to try and patch the pieces back together, and stand strong. The artist, herself, has had struggles with self-harm in her own life. We must raise awareness of self-harm and try to prevent suicide. Because there is always help. And death is not the way out.
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Long Way Home
SpiritualPart 2 of the "Contemplative Compositions" series. After "Things to Think About" but you can read them in any order! Happy reading! FanTABULOUS cover by: @silentlaughter
