What a terrible shame about the man off our street
He was the nicest
person you could ever meet
I wonder what drove him to take his own
life
Leaving behind him two children and a wife.
I hear he suffered from a mental disorder
Forcing him to step over the
jagged border
The voices convinced him it'd be quite alright
Saying if he
crossed over, there'd be no more fight.
Understandably his parents are stricken with grief
And cannot comprehend
the nature of the beast
That took their sons life and left broken
hearts
Leaving unanswered questions, "Did we do our part"?
His distraught wife through tears had explained
There was never a sign
that his life would be claimed
By a monster who took over his inner most
thoughts
Leaving him helpless, depressed, and feeling distraught.
He had tried very hard to conceal all his pain
Believing by sharing
there was nothing to gain
He had also thought he would bring others
down
If he spoke of his pain and how he felt bound.
He went about life as though performing a show
The spark of the party
wherever he'd go
Till finally the curtain brought an end to his act
Now
the masquerade is over, he fell through the crack.
