My Rip For Him Poem by david roberts

What is this feeling that I’m feeling is it sadness or a lost for words, because he wasn’t a stranger, he was a lost soul that couldn’t be forgotten, I wish I could turn back time and get to know him a little better, but I can’t and I wish I could help him though his problems, but I couldn’t. He probably made up his mind to end it once and for all. So please don’t remember him as passing on, but remember the good time and happy memories that he left behind, because he is in a better place and please remember we will all meet him someday