Oh how all the events..
they unraveled from the core.
You must have felt so alone..
when you headed out the door.
You didnt head down the road,
You could have called a friend.
Why did you take that rope,
and decide today would be the end?
Do you realize what you did to her?
Your mother weeping on her knees.
Did you have this planned ahead?
How did you decide among the trees?
Did JOY fill you up?
did tears start to fall?
did excitement overcome you,
knowing you're leaving behind it all?
Is it a happy moment?
Or is it one that is sad?
You took a friend from us,
and took a son, from a Dad.
We all sat in the church,
and no one could believe,
I know I felt loads of guilt,
and remembered memories.
Your shoes they were scattered,
As your mom said they layed
When you returned to the house
From the events of that day.
A few years ago you decided to leave,
Boldly took that rope and tied it to a tree.
A few years ago you changed all our lives.
Ended yours too soon and headed for the light.
R.I.P Tyler Pope Hill. A dear friend of mine. I wouldn't hesitate to say he was like a brother. He took his life a few years ago... today.
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