About a kid I didn't know that well but went to elementary school with. We ended up working the same job although he quit just before I started. I moved, and then found out he hung himself.
When it starts, it seems as if there should be some before it, as if it picked up in the middle. And in the end, I don't feel as if it's been concluded, as if you could write more on it.
However, I like the poem itself. I especially like the last two lines.
Both your poem and your note made me stop.. just breathe.. just sense what life is all about.. Andy.. not just a name.. someone who had promise.. and it's gone now... How I hope we can save others who might stand on that horrid brink... I was there once myself.
obviously there's more, the poem does seem to open in the middle, so..... write some more on it. Start with adding your back story in front of this section. Is there more? Put it down, see what it looks like, sounds like, feels like. The mind, the emotions, the stories, that's what you're touching. You can do it, go ahead.