Such a sad poem. I have ecperienced the same feelings and wondered if Jarad had Known how much he was truly loved and missed, would he have done it anyhow? I guess we'll never know.
About the poem itself. I know the emotions with which you wrote, but using all caps made me have a hard time diferentiating emotion and the searing heart-hurt emotion in the lines:
Here is how I would have written your poem for Jarad. Please forgive me for this presumption, but it touched my heart and brought Jarad alive again for a few minutes.
If I had known how you must have felt I would have tried to help, imperfection is not bad bit, sometimes, makes us sad when we’re surrounded by perceived perfection and people without a clue, who matter not.
I know not why you chose death over life. Did you know how my tears would cascade, tumbling down my face with the aching of missing you?
I pray you’re in a peaceful place. loving angels all around; deeply breathe, It’s over now And I will find a way to endure.