Uncle's Suicide

You told me to call you
if ever I needed someone.
Now is when I need someone
but what's done is done.
Now that you are gone
I don't know what to do.
I don't want to believe
that it is true.
I sit here crying
because I didn't get to say goodbye.
I walk around like a zombie
wishing it was just a lie.
I'm wondering why you
decided to end it this way.
Even though you are gone
you memory will live on every day.