The End

If your head is hurtin and the world is burnin Just keep your hands on this little sermon If you give up, you can always come back Although it won't be the same But if I look up, and see myself I'll know there's another way Sitting here in the schoolroom Read my book and apply what I learn today Cause if they cannot see me Maybe they can hear me Maybe I'm not too deep in flames But if you cannot hear me Well maybe you can feel me I just need to know I'm ok If only I was there I wish that I could tell you This is not the end If only I was there Then maybe you would be here But death is not the end My cousin died last week Withdrawal of the worst kind No one's fault like a first time But I'm still on that first line It hit like a jelly fish sting Calm but sharp with the pain, Shocked with disbelief, it'll hurt like this When it's someone your age Does it matter how he died? Cause it matters how we cry now Will it be together or alone Looking at my phone Reading his obituary In the dark when I got home I see his smile, I see trauma too That was passed down from a child to a child Humor glazed over prisons of pain Sittin deep within us all I'm glad that he's now in the arms of The Way But it still breaks my heart We can see chains of stories untold Ever since the day we were born Tyrants are gone but fear carries on The wounds in us still sore Soft spoken kind folk High achieving despite the pain Sometimes suffering is what we need To make a masochist awake One generation got beat up daily Second stunted by growing in fear Third is away out of superstition But fourth'll be witness to change here I am not accusatory rather I am crying for you We are bleeding out the eyes For the purpose that you went through Must be the reason why I needed art Like the others in my group Get pulled inside out from all the stories That never felt true Kids told to say that "I am great" Regardless of inner states But it's all becoming clear That we can't bear it in any way The future now is here And loving and ready for embrace I have faith that every day The healing is in our shared space Faith that every day That tired, old hell's disappearing I send my love, I'm always here If you need me then I'm appearing I'll keep my courage, keep my faith And keep your heart inside me safe Sincerely yours, your cousin Jack I hope you rest in loving grace If only I was there I wish that I could tell you This is not the end If only I was there Then maybe you would be here But death is not the end