Suicide Remorse Poem by Christine A Kysely

The Shot rings out...
and then it's over.

Done.

And all the crying in the world,
won't change a thing.

People always say
I wish I would have been there
I wish I would have known
I should have done something...
said something...
known something...
Been there.
Cared.
Things could have turned out so differently.

But the fact of the matter is...


People always say these things later
and never before...
Never before it is too late...

And always at the funeral.

(November 11,2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

*In Loving Memory of my Father