For years my wife put up with the monsters and my head, it took her leaving for me to realize writing, good or bad, was a better medicine than any I could be prescribed. This is about the day I discovered it.
On April 1st, I lost a dear co-worker due to suicide. My coworkers and I were heart broken to hear the news. So i decided to write a poem not only dedicated to him, but also to the Family Bond my job has with each other.
