B.Y.E

My dear cousin,

Why did you do that?

Are you not afraid of death?

You are trapped in the pitch black,

Make your mom and dad sad,

Break their hearts so bad,

Why did you did you do that?

You kill yourself on your bed,

Leaving your body bled,

And your soul fled

You shouldn’t do that,

Life is more than that,

But what more is left,

Nothing much but regret,

From one’s that you left.