Deep regions of the mind
explode in fury. Fists pound.
No!
Contorted face screams pain.
Tears are a waterfall.
Hands tremble in strange
syncopation. Body quivers.
Terror grabs my throat.
Putrid stench pounds
my nose. Blood is spattered.
Drying brain matter clings
to the wall.
Why!
The site almost makes
me puke as dark questions
snarl in my mind. My best
friend has shot himself.