Gone

For so many years I blamed myself,
  why you took the gun and went.
My soul hurt and cried for your loss,
  I couldn't forgive myself.
Then one day, a beautiful prayer,
  broke and healed my heart.
You were caught in loving arms,
  ones which didn't want
The suffering you felt so hard,
  let go, forgive, and raise,
Raise the awareness from the
  stigma of shame into love.

 

in memory of Keith and all who struggle with depression