The Suicide Note of Thomas Reed

 

Young & Black

But I am not black

I am in fact

A white boy with his back

To the community he comes from

And can do nothing to regain some

Credit with the groups inside.

At least, that’s what I was told

 

 

My Mother said to me that one day.

That I would see the world

For the beauty it holds

Maybe she was right

That there are places of great wonder

But that doesn’t matter now.

 

With the next crack of lightning

Or the thunder

Whichever comes first

I will end the pain

 

I am sane.

My mind is clear and determined.

Weep no tears for me.

For now I am free.