You're gone
I don't want to believe it
Nor do I want say it
But you're gone and I can't get you back
I just lost a friend
A friend who was dear
A friend that I'd known for many years
A friend who helped me see things clear
I want to know what he was thinking
The man who did this to you
I want to know that he is suffering
For making me lose you
I wish you were here
I wish this wasn't real
I wish this never happened
I wish I couldn't feel
I don't want to say it
But I know this is the end
So now I have to say
I'll miss you and goodbye friend
YOU ARE READING
poetry of the confused soul
PoetryJust stuff I write when I'm feeling stuff. Inconsistent and messy. For some background, this stuff varies from early teens all the way to present-day, in my 20s.