I find it so very hard to cope,
With the fact that you hung yourself from a rope.

I find it so very hard to believe,
But even then I still grieve.

Sometimes I just want to drink,
It's easier than trying to think,

What it was that made you wanna die,
Leaving my heart all shriveled and dry.

My tears fall like the rain,
But tissues aren't a big enough drain,

To stop me from crying over you,
But then again,

I don't really try to.

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Titled by LifeNotEZ

Um . . . sure it's short, but I was out of time. Also, using the word grieve doesn't count against me cause I didn't use the word grief right?