Tyler's poem

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30607
United States
34° 0' 49.3488" N, 83° 28' 30.0864" W

You chose the path that could not be returned
Because your roads were too steep
No looking back and without second thoughts
Your soul closed its eyes to sleep
It was your body we put in the ground
Since you were the one who died
we should have buried ourselves as well
because we felt dead inside
Regardless of the hole left in our hearts
It was filled with something new
You gave us forgiveness so we could say
You hurt us, but we love you.

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anna.adair.9

One of the most personal poems I've ever written. In November of 2011 I lost my cousin Tyler to his suicide, it was one of the most heart-wrenching and tragic things that's ever happened to me. I went through all of the stages of grief, but the one I was stuck on the most was anger. I was angry, and I couldn't forgive him for hurting me and my family this way. The worst part about it was I couldn't even tell him that. It was a long journey, but in the end I found peace. I realized that there is a lesson in everything, and Tyler taught me a hard lesson of forgiveness. It doesn't mean what he did didn't hurt, it doesn't mean what he did was okay. But I can move on, I can still be happy that I had the memories of him. I can forgive him.

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