Why did you bottle it up all inside?
Why did you not trust us enough?
Why did you have to pretend everything was okay?
Why did you not tell anyone even the slightest thing that could help you?
Why did you not accept help?
Why did you feel like death was the only option?
Why did we not take you seriously enough?
Why did we not do enough to help you?
Why did we do something wrong?
Why did we push you in that direction?
Why did we manage to lose you?
Why did we not see what you were becoming?
Why did you have to die?
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To Alex: A Year After You Are Gone, A Hole Still Remains
PoetryA friend of mine committed suicide a year ago and I kept meaning to put these up as a memorial for her. Now I can.
