Where do the peaceful waters flow
in the valley of the shadow there is only confusion
Sorrow grown from self blame
lost in the streams of why, how, forgiveness
Not found on these muddy banks
so hard, so young, taken by their own hand
Choices made in their lives
run before them, lost like the ripples in the current
Pulled down and on further and we
the rock who can't move with it all swirling
How long, how many more before
we talk, of loss, of guilt and shame, of hurt
Open the door for healing words
to rain down and carry us onward in the stream of life
Knowing our love forgives
hoping our words might heal another so the grief
Doesn't continue onto another
life, another home, another family, let's name suicide
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