April 13

(Because suicide doesn't get rid of the pain, it just transfers it to someone else)



You put down the phone
after hearing those words
numb
is too poor a word to describe
the emptiness
followed by the explosion
of so many conflicting emotions
in your brain
and in your chest.

Breathe,
just try to breathe

Tears
may or may not make an appearance now
but will ambush you
sometime
at a later date
when you remember
a word
laughing and falling into each other with
knees too weak to stand
long nights
heads bent together in conversation
or mutual understanding
of the silence between you
now held only
in one memory