suicide

Part 1 The soul flies away, Leaving hearts heavy and broken, As tears fall like rain, For a life that's been forsaken We mourn, we are left with bitterness and anger, Their pain went unheard, their loneliness unwrapped, And now we are left, With questions unanswered. Those dreams left unfulfilled, an untimely death, Where are they now, those souls once so dear? Are they in the heavens above, or do they roam the earth, In search of the peace and love they couldn't find here.? We still feel them, their memories still haunt, A ghostly presence, an unseen reminder, Of all they were and could have been, A life cut short, a soul gone dimmer. Leaving behind their little ones, their parents, family, friends, A void that can never be filled, a hole that never mends, Their absence is felt in every corner, in every room, In the laughter now muted, in the memories now in gloom. Constance K Zhakata