Never Suicide

(Older piece that I wrote at the time of my nephew's death)

The pain is great and haunting.
The mind reaches out for answers...
They do not come...
They never will....

We understand what suffering is.
We understand what pain is about.
We all felt alone.
We have all been weary.

The shattered look in a loved one's eyes.
Ever groping for an answer that never arrives.
We understand what loss is about..
But we never understand suicide.