And Still We Couldn’t Hear You
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You spoke so loudly
In that stoic silence
And Still we did not hear you
Somewhere between boy
And man
I barely knew you
You were a friends boyfriend
An amazing artist
But I didn’t see
That inward pain.
We shared our faith
Our life and dreams
We built memories
But always it seemed
You were somewhere in
The shadows
Not quite boy
Never a man.
I wasn’t yet twenty one
When I learned you had
Killed yourself
I don’t remember the details
But the pain leaves an imprint
The what could I have done’s
How could I have helped?
But living in what if’s
Doesn’t change the what is
And a brilliant mind
Was taken to soon.
I remember the pain
In my friends voice
As she called me with the news
Just months earlier
We learned of the brutal murder
Of our family friends
A different kind of pain
But a pain
Just the same.
Answers left unanswered
After all these years
And hearts left unrepaired
As strong as we are.
But my friend
She had that quiet
Kind of courage
That quite literally saved me
And I began telling her my
Story,
And even in her pain
She encouraged me.
© Michelle R Kidwell
4/26/2018
12:24 A.M P.S.T
Sadly just a couple of years after Highscool, I learned just how broken he was, when my friend wrote me to tell me he had committed suicide. Hw could no longer deal with his demons!
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