To My Friend

Goodbye

You can tell me to breathe as much as you'd like.
But in the end it's just life.
I can gasp, and beg and plead for more.
Either way I'll be on the floor.
Bleeding. Begging. Gasping.
If I had truly appreciated you.
Before you let go.
Maybe I'd finally understand.
Maybe I could have stopped the stress from winning.
Is the ache that you felt down to your bones?
Or because he never answered the phone.
He never saw the way your smile lit up every room.
Or the way you used to sing into those fake metal spoons.
I miss the smell of your perfume.
And the lisp when you spoke.
Every part of you I loved with all of me.
I'll never understand what he saw in her that he didn't in you.
He used you, and tore you down.
Yet somehow there was never a frown.
You just raised the glass higher and said "Let's forget today!"
Maybe that was the issue.
You let him mold you like klay.
If there's one thing I've learned,
Since you've been gone.
It is how to lose everything, and still stand strong.
Don't drink the pain away.
The ringing will just get louder.
But you knew this. And you continued.
The alcohol led to drugs.
And the drugs led to your end.
That's when I had to say goodbye.
To my friend.