The first time I read he died,
I thought it a plot line.
I wondered how could a prolific artist
make such a morbid decision.
I thought, characters, roles
in the book please
-real life, fantasy-
the strain of alcoholism is real,
as is,
the dangerous notion of
escape,
I am living proof.
He reached a level of proof he close to not deny.
I have walked through life with suicidal notions
the majority
of my life.
Most often the reasons are very real
mistakes I have made
a reputation of not meeting a standard
the simple notion of
exhaustion.
we all have a job to do
we all have a job to do
yet today I am worthless,
barely able to complete a sentence
and yet here I am
speaking to this society
– we are all warriors –
some lost in our own fear,
others drawn upon the beauty
inspiration provides a healthy life.
I don’t feel healthy today.
Someone told me recently I have
touched so many lives.
What happens that day they wake and reslize
I was trying to convince myself
more attempting to guide them,
and I realized, I lost.
what happens then!
