Rest In Peace

My phone rings.
I answer.
My eyes well up with tears,
As I hear the message he left me.
"He hung himself."
Three words and the end
Of not so much a friend,
But the tears still come.
It's not that we were close,
In fact, we had a ways to go,
But to hear that he is dead
Fills my heart with sadness.
To know that he'll never make fun
Of teachers and students again,
To know that he'll never answer a question
With that completely clueless tone,
To know that he is gone,
Done in by his own hands,
That's what makes it so hard to bear.
When school was boring,
He made us laugh,
When teachers were mean,
He stood up to them.
What could have possibly brought about this end?
He was loved by everyone.
Even people who hated his guts
Thought he was funny.
He was popular and cared for,
He was funny and kind.
Everybody liked him.
He was smart,
Though he wouldn't show it,
Not even if you paid him,
Though he'd keep the money!
God, I'm gonna miss him.
He was nice to all of us,
And he'll be missed dearly.
Maybe he just did it
So he could see what Hell looked like,
But I don't think Hell would suit him.
Sure, the flames might.
But he's just too awesome to go to Hell.
Oh well.
We'll miss him.
A lot.
Rest in peace,
Just Deny everything.
Rest in peace,
Joyfully Depressed.
Rest in peace,
And be remembered.
We'll remember you.

*My friend killed himself...this is in honor of him.
Rest In Peace J. D. We love you.*