They say after grief things go back to normal
They act like after a suicide everyone just returns to what they were
Each suicide has changed me
Each suicide has changed my world
How I interact with it
How those victims come into my mind
I can’t be the only one with cookie cutter pieces missing
They go and I give them a piece of my heart
What a world that it was not worthy of you
It was not the other way around
And I live with not feeling right, not feeling okay
All this solitude
I’ll keep vigil on the world that didn’t value who you were
I’ll hear all the things my mind tells me and know you heard them too
Why I continue this one human march I do not know,
But I’m listening
And when I’m listening
I hear the regret
Like no one ever meant to pull the trigger
And I know, I know,
They didn’t
Because their minds tricked them into it
And the world didn’t know how to help them
Because suicide is still often seen as a failure of the victim
Even though it’s the world that didn’t keep them safe
That made all those little problems none of us wants to face
Humans weren’t meant to live like this
We weren’t
No human in our extensive history has ever worked as hard as people have been for the last hundred or so years
Except slaves
So there’s that
But it’s still seen as a failure to want out of this insanity
And it’s such a mystery why mental health issues are at an all time high
And there are still people who think it’s a fad
And those people are gross
Rest well my comrades
This night I’m missing you
Ashley, Chester, Avicii, Chester’s friend who I never remember the name of
So many others that it’s impossible to name you all
You weren’t meaningless
I hope you’re in paradise where you belonged.
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