Suicide
By Beth Miller
For Becky and the rest of the BHS Class of 2004
There are some things that even adults don't understand.
We want to help you understand.
We want to comfort you.
But we don't know how.
We don't have the answers.
There are no answers.
We see the pain and confusion in your eyes
When we hold you in our arms to comfort you.
We want to make it better but there are times
Nothing can make it better.
The only comfort we have is our love.
We can't protect you from pain
But we want you to know that
We will always be here for you.
We love you. Forever.