Gone Gone Away

-Gone Gone Away-
by
Keaton Foster



In the grave
A tender age
Gone gone away
A bullet to the brain
A hell of a mess
Was indeed made
I was right there
Sitting by her side
I was the only one
Who knew
She made me promise
Never to tell another soul
Such a promise must be kept
Clearly I understand
What forced her hand
What drove her to the end
She was a desperate friend
An impossibly forced
Lover of skin
She whispered goodbye
Not a tear did she cry
She was unafraid
It was both beautiful
And unimaginably terrifying
She put the barrel to her temple
And squeezed
Bang!
One hell of a shot
She didn’t miss
Gone gone away
Is what I say when others ask
They always want to know
Her most final of words
What she said
They always want to know
Why
To both I have an established reply
One that does not break any promise
One that I can live with
And she of course
Can remain at peace with
I tell all of them that she
Was a troubled friend indeed
And that unlike most
Life just became no longer a choice
Her hand was forced
By circumstances met head on
She knew what she needed to do
And not me
Not any of you
Could have changed her mind
Death was always in the cards
Some live life to be free
And other don’t
For the exact same reason
Gone gone away
A bullet to the brain
A mess was indeed made
Of course it’s a shame
But she is free of her pain
Free of what others have done
She was way too young
But under the same sun
She suffered much
She is free
At ease
Death was her choice
I can and will always
Respect that…


Gone Gone Away
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013