He was rap poet

And he really knew how to do it

It was through his poetry that I knew him

He didn't let it on but he had a lot of angst

Angst that sometimes came though in his craft

His self-esteem was destroyed completely

Because of all of life's cruelties

Every day was an effort - to move, to live

And then he went on a hiatus - I had an inkling

But I didn't pay attention to it

I didn't believe he'd do it.

There's nothing to be said

Except

Rest in peace, my friend.