Thursday, August 23, 2012

One poem of many about suicide


March 5, 2012 will never be forgotten. I miss you, uncle Peter.


One

One bullet:
A thousand echoes
Phone calls
An obituary
A life in four hundred words.

One bullet:
A thousand pieces
Our shattered world
My broken heart
A family torn apart.

One bullet:
A thousand tears
A hundred handshakes
Mourning and night
Grief never rests.

One bullet:
One less.