I was your friend
I felt close to you
I knew you hurt inside
But didn’t know how deep
I wish I’d understood
We , your co-workers
And your peers
Tried to help by talking
You pushed us away
Saying you were okay
You gained more weight
When already large
You drank more
Already having a problem
We watched, very aware
It troubled us to see you
Stuck in your own way
Unable to break free
From the fears
That controlled you
Now you are gone
Such a swift passage
We believe you’re free
from the pain you suffered
Written in response to Charli Mills April 1 2021, prompt at Carrot Ranch Literary: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a swift passage. You can take inspiration from any source. Who is going where and why. What makes it swift? Go where the prompt leads!
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Sue Spitulnik 
04/04/2021 at 13:16
This is a very poignant poem, Susan.
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04/05/2021 at 17:57
Thanks Robbie. It is written as if my son were talking.
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04/06/2021 at 21:14
It seems like there’s a lot of real feeling in this – very meaningful, like Robbie said!
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04/08/2021 at 03:13
It’s hard to watch the demise of a friend; harder yet to watch their struggle with pain.
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