Dedicated to a friend of mine who was failed.
Heart stops, literally,
as you fade into a black existence,
with those mourning,
some not caring at all,
for you are dead
and you did it by your own hands.
This is why your death
is debated by all around;
are you stupid
or are you scared?
Are you worthless
or is that simply unfair?
Why are people talking about you
as if you’re just a court case?
You’re a person, dead or alive,
and you still have a face.