He Thought He Knew Exactly How They Felt

He was once in the habit of attending the funerals of suicides

Just so that he could tell their coffins he knew exactly how They felt

Alone, unsatisfied, betrayed, disconsolate, angry

Tired

Of life, of people, of trying, of failing, of not being 

Anything

Of watching the scum of the earth win 

Always

Of watching wonderful people lose

Always

He would stand there

Wondering

 Why it wasn't his funeral

Why hadn't he been the one to 

Jump off the bridge

Throw himself into the ocean

Put a gun to his head

Swallow the rest of the pills in the bottle

String the rope over the rafters

Run the hose from the exhaust pipe

Drive right through the guardrail

Step in front of the train

One day it occurred to him 

That since he hadn't done any of those

Hadn't even considered doing any of the them

Then it was rather obvious

That he didn't really know how they felt

So he stopped going to the funerals of suicides