In
Memory of Tim
They didn't think to check
he was always in his room
door shut
hiding
isolating
alone
No one noticed
his private pain
his torment
They'd sometimes knock
he'd sometimes answer
he sometimes didn't
this time he didn't
When they entered
his room
his tomb
he was dead
at the end of a rope
hanging
the loneliness still apparent
in his lifeless eyes
no peace here
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website from the movie 'To
Save a Life' - you are not alone!)
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Sipper Publications