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Written about my friend who passed 04/11/2014. R.I.P. |
I remember the day You passed away I collapsd and cried Until my tear ducts ran dry Then I laid there, still and silent Without help, without guidance I remember it like yesterday Ages ago, forever I say I still fight the urge to crumble Drown in my thoughts or to stumble I'd hear your voice when you would talk And think tall, like Jack's beanstalk I'd think blue eyes, like crystal lakes, Bear hugs so tight, you swear bones break, I'd think of your jokes and happy smile Really wish you could've stayed a while Age 18 is too young to go Not even enough time to grow I was with you mere hours before Death went knocking at your front door In the grass, the three of us lay Watching the sunset, catching the last ray I knew you like no one else You'd even said so yourself I knew things your girlfriends wouldn't And things your parents really shouldn't I knew of your self-mutilation Your loves and your infatuations I knew about your drinking habit And that you wanted a pet rabbit I knew all about your ex-girlfriends The pain they caused, the cause for end You showed me your darkest poems Showed me the places your mind roamed I'm not sure where in the time I knew you 5 years, 7 months, give or take a few I fell in love but never did confess Our friendship wasn't worth the risk I recall our 2 AM walk Soon we quit checking the clock You put your grandma's cross in my hand The gesture made it hard to stand And when you and a friend walked me home So I wouldn't be in the dark streets alone Both sasquatches, I knew I was safe Though it was really, really late You hugged me tight and gave me a stone And now with that, I'm never alone Doesn't seem special, brown and plain Your good luck charm eases my pain I think about you every day It makes me feel semi-okay Sometimes I cry, sometimes I smile Sometimes I just space off a while I miss you terribly all the time You left while still in your prime I wish I could pay you better tribute But after all this, I want to go puke I know you're never coming back And thinking about it makes the future look black |