when i got the call that
you were really gone
a sudden feeling of doom
penitrated my breathing space
as if honey bees
had infiltrated my lungs
between rope and ceiling
you found the answer
to quiet the never ending
voices that taunted you
when you tightened it's grips
your demons smiled in pleasure
your spirit wept
a deep silence leaves chills
at your grave sight
and now we will miss you until forever.
R