The End of January

Happened at the end of January
I write this poem to show the grief I kept inside
Now today waiting til the end of January
He was my uncle and best friend
I guess he couldn’t deal with his problems in his life
Suicide is never easy to cope with.
 If he would have stayed
If only he had stayed
He’s not gone and never was
He’s here with me always
But i know know that he has moved on
To a better life where he can finally deal with his problems
How can the world go on without the loudness of his truck
Driving down a dirt road or his breathtaking smile
The world is impacted too much by his end
He was the light of the moon
I know that he is in a better place
Where his problems are solved
And he can watch over our family
And protect us and see if we are all okay in life