Trying to relate they give us words. trying to smile we hide our tears. Trying to move forward we put our pain up on a shelf and try to move forward. Trying to give us hope they tell us time will heal. Trying to believe that is the hardest thing so far. Trying not to be guilty for those who have chosen death. Trying to understand why they would have killed themselves. Trying to find others who might know how I feel Trying to find out where suicides go when they die. Trying to spot their ghosts in hallways and in dark nights. Trying to love trying to be happy.. i am really really trying.