“I can’t do it anymore,” he said
trembling
loaded gun to his temple
“Help me…” He sobbed,
not a soul could hear
until the trigger pull
brought everyone near
“Don’t worry, we’re here for you!”
He heard his friends above
worried about his struggling body
and how without him,
they can’t go on
But where were you before
I blew my brains on the floor?
I screamed so loud, for years
All those tears…
“Don’t go, daddy!”
A little boy and girl calls
Familiar voices he hadn’t met
he suddenly felt compelled to protect
“Without you, we cannot be.
Please, please, come to life with me.”
“And me, daddy!”
Their nonsensical words quickly made sense
he’d seen another purpose
to live
With me, we will be.
For you, I will succeed.
He spoke the truth
opening his eyes to wide-eyed doctors
declaring miraculous survival
His head repaired
by the brain surgeon, he’d later wed
raising a son and daughter
they created
together
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