On an Idol’s Suicide (acrostic sonnet version)

Reality tells me you’re gone

I still can’t believe what you’ve done

Please tell me lit charcoal’s, closed room’s a sick joke

K-pop will recover, but won’t be the same

I’m sure many others don’t believe in the day

Missing our Dino won’t bring lumps to our throats (I)

Just wish you’d known how much you were loved

Or your talent admired by fans young and old

Never hearing new music from you again’s such a shame

Gave your best to the world with your beautiful voice

Heart, soul, and spirit, but made a terrible choice

You felt you had to to escape from your pain

Unique in talent and beauty, now you are gone

Never to know just how well you have done

On an Idol’s Suicide (free verse version)

It seems surreal, not real you

No longer exist in this

World. How could

mere charcoal take you away?

It’s a sick joke, right? You’re

just ill, but will be

Back?

No, I know it’s true

That damn doctor was wrong.

It wasn’t your fault

you weren’t getting

better.

K-pop won’t be the same with

out your unique voice that can’t be explained

only experienced. It doesn’t seem like

someday, the Shawols and Blingers will

no longer cry, just smile sadly when your

name is mentioned to the new

K-pop fans, about our Dino with the

Sweet smile and kind nature who

was loved by so many, fans and fellow artists alike.

Your talent will be missed as much

as you are, that voice that was distinctly yours

and your song-writing ability

And, who will be Taemin’s biggest fanboy now?

I’m sorry no one saw

the signs before

it was too late to save

you, that you were in too

much pain to take it

anymore.

What were you thinking

as you lay there unable to breathe?

Were you able to finally accept you’ve

worked hard and done well?