Suicide is cowardly
At least that’s what I’ve been told
Cowardly to fall, to freeze, to crack, to cut,
or lose control
Scared to be a coward
That’s what held him back
Scared to push too deep or tug a rope
and risk a crack
in his mask he had fastened
over time to seal his flaws
So when he downed one and another
and cracks grew in his walls
no one tampered with the thought
of what exactly made the charming boy break
Instead they took the grief and anger
as though it was their life to take
There was once a boy
who wore a mask too well,
and no I will not blame him
for the reasons that he fell
