Baggage

Baggage

They always told me suicide doesn’t

diminish pain

but merely re-purposes it

for the ones left behind,

and it’s true.

Now here we

are left, all

remaining,

slow sprawl like

rescue workers edging across

broken ice, trying to distribute

weight evenly as to not

create a larger fracture and fall through

too. But you’re already

gone too

far beneath the surface

unreachable and

blue.

So

I carry this, my little corner of your

pain

and I hope it helped

and that you made it

across

smiling

because you are finally

traveling light.

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