I guess I should explain this a little...
Kody was a good friend of mine that commited suicide about 2 years ago. We were very close for a long time, but we'd drifted apart during the chaotic years of highschool. The night he died, I was in a friends basement, goofing around, when I felt horrible and panicked. When I turned around, for a split second, I saw a body hanging from the rafters of her basement. I found out later that when I felt/saw this, was nearly the exact time of his death. I've always felt guilty about it, and like I should've tried harder to prevent it. Though this probably wasn't the best place for this poem, I had to get some of this off of my chest. I felt that this was a supportive place to allow me to do so.

Thank you,
Uni