I cried last night for a man I didn't know.
Who seemingly had the world on a string.
A brilliant mind, hugely talented, successful.
It's hard to reconcile then, why he would take his own life.
Depression is a lying bitch and she doesn't discriminate.
So many in the creative community are followed by the Black Dog.
Even those that may seem to have it all may be trying to tame that mutt.
Let's be kind. Let's be helpful. Let's be there.
Squeezing all of you tight today.