by
Alice Stephens
You chose to leave this
earth that early morning,
it was sudden, you gave
us no warning.
The mental health system
didn't read you right,
though I tried to get you
help with all my might.
If you had had a serious
illness of the physical
kind,
you'd have had surgery and
be mended, but depression
is a disease
no one can see with their
eyes,
in the end you fooled us
all with your affect and
demeanor - all lies.
Some day I hope that certain
people will know
that the verbal and physical
assaults inflicted upon
you will haunt them
until it's time for them
to go.
It's been three long years
without your presence on
this earth where you used
to bide,
but the love I have for
you can never be broken
till I'm with you on the
other side.
Colin Rivans Stephens,
Ellicott City, MD
Sept. 2, 1976-March 29,
1999
Editor's Notes: Thank you,
Alice, for this contribution.
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