A thought
What a dark thought it is, to know that someone you loved took themselves from our world
To know that their existence was not adequate, an existence that included you
To know that they suffered and you were so close yet so far away
To know the person you saw everyday had reached such a parallel state of mind
To know that they believed that the end of their life was the saving solution
To know that someone who shined so bright was hiding something so dark inside
A darkness that you could not have brightened
Or maybe you could have, you’ll never know.
Yes, what a sad thought it is.