There is nothing that I can say about this, other than even if they had cut off that trigger finger and he was determined to leave us to grieve and miss him, he would have found a way.

Yes Sylvia your are right, Gary was dead in his heart and soul before he even pulled the trigger. What mess left behind, what a terrible terrible mess.

Ron
Your pen has taken us to a place that most don't like to think about. Yet there are so many who find themselves in this dark place.

The black hole returned,
swallowed him whole,
turning his future to stone

The black hole comes without an invatation. It just shows up and consumes your soul.

Darkness and pain
are lord of this realm
those who enter all end up dead.

When lost in the darkness and pain.usually you don't let anyone enter. You push them away. Don't answer the door or phone. You don't want to allow these feelings to trap anyone else.

Rest in peace my friend
may God forgive
what you ve done on Valentines Day.

I like to think God would forgive. Because this kind of depression is not somethng that is wanted or asked for. It just happens.

Excellent job my friend.
Cindy

Excellent poem! Your poem paints a vivid, unforgettable picture of your friend's tragic end and the void he left behind. A moving lesson to anyone contemplating suicide.