A Faded Voice

                       A Faded Voice

     You don't know me but I know you

You are the voice that cries each night      

A Broken heaart that the world forgot

You were searching for light, any light at all

You found new friends and a new life

All too soon your voice began to fade

Your dreams and hopes turned gray

Your statue now stands gazed upon by a tree

While your friends cry you rest in peace

Your voice faded into silence

You ended what had only just begun

You became another faded voice

         You enter the reserve not knowing what to expect. Will I be accepted or rejected; will i even be able to face these people after what has happened? You enter not knowing what to expect but you are greeted with open arms. You're not sure what to say or what to do, all you know is you are here to mourn. The town seems normal like no one has died; you are surprised and a little scared. A little girl tugs on your shirt and says, Did you know the man who died? You hold back your tears and nod yes. She looks at you and says the week has only just begun. You realize that this is everyday life and teen are choosing suicide more then ever before. You turn around to find out where you are. You melt when you find out you are in Eskasoni, Nova Scotia and this is everyday life.