Dear Courtney
Dear Courtney
By: Tyler McBride
i will not cry when i die.
i couldn’t when you did,
when you decided to fly,
your feet off the ground as you hid,
in your room from whomever,
Forever.
your sister cried, your mother cried.
am i broken?
because i didn’t cry when you died,
your pain went unspoken,
suffering on your own.
Alone.
we had so much in common.
neither of us believed in a lord,
but you didn’t get your amen,
never getting your resolving chord,
your brain a cell of violence.
Silence.
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