My Peace
by: trista groulx

It's not hard to see that he was loved
It's not easy to accept what he did
It's going to be hard to go on now
It's going to be easy to remember him happy
What he did was so final
What he did was so abrupt
What he did was so unexpected
Unfortunately, that's the way life goes
One second you were here
Next you were gone
It's hard to answer exactly where
It's easy to believe it's somewhere better
Its easy to say he effected my life
It's hard to say why he effected me
But I know I respected him
I know I cared about him
I know I am mourning him
And I am not sorry that I met him
I'm sorry I didn't know him better
I'm sorry I didn't know him longer
I am glad I was able to have known him
I'm glad to have seen his great talent
I just need to make sense of all this
We all need to make sense of this
It came as a shock, to say the least
But I'm glad I was able to say goodbye
I'm glad no one told me I didn't belong
I am so glad I made my peace

a/n: this was written after my friend's wake, the first time i had ever been to one, and i thank another friend for making me go