Originally Posted by ~Eire~

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She was dead late,he was already hanging like a dead weight
Brutally strung up by the misguided hands of fate.
No longer could he endure lurking in contemplation,,
He did it. How? 'Without hesitation.' Her explanation.
Long did despair overshadow the lights in his life,
His home, his daughter, his future wife.
He couldn't see it.
His eyes were clouded with tears of doubt,
No-one could have known,
unless one is on the inside looking out.
Adrenaline must have lined his veins, his brains not making sense.
Some will think:
leaving this concrete casket, his final show of strength.
He is not the first, he will surely not be the last.
More will die by their own hands, to escape-
the present, the future or the past.
It is sad. The question hangs-why?
The only one who could answer hangs-
in his attempt to reach the sky.
He didnt realise the questions and anguish he would create
prayers to him ask 'why, Hugh?' he wanted peace and quiet,
How long must the dead wait?