I Didn't Know Him

I didn't know him that well,

But somehow I feel connected.

The words he wrote, the pain he felt,

Are familiar on my mind.

I didn't know him that well,

But thoughts of him still make me cry.

He seemed so normal, full of life.

An act, I can relate.

I didn't know him that well,

But he lives in me.

Our thoughts, fears and pains are as one.

We would understand each other, but he is gone.

I didn't know him that well,

But maybe I know more than I thought.

His words are my words.

We just wanted someone to care, someone to love.

I understand him so well.

His story is a tragic tale.

My story's content, so similar.

How will it end?

I fear the end.

I fear being like him.

I fear the pain.

I fear the hurt.

I fear the loneliness.

I fear being misunderstood.

I fear his words.

I fear my words.

I fear the end.

I fear being like him.