The Dark Night

The Dark Night

A friend ended his life the other day... an even better friend's boyfriend. I have passed hours and days with mourners, accompanying a long and tortured night. Though tears have been our constant food, we are filled with questions that never stop. There are no answers coming except those that may help only for nought. I can't be anything but there, at times in the way, at times pointing to it. But truthfully, I really don't know, for such times leave us dumbfounded.

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