A Poets Song

Flat Line

Why did you do this to me?

To us!

To all your friends who are here!

Don't you know what you mean to us?

If this costs you your life you won't even know what pain you've caused.

Why did you have to let emotions get the better of you?

Keep it hidden amongst the gray that surrounds you,

wait 'till a later moment to reveal everything to your dearest,

but NEVER should you let it get the better of you!

It would've saved you from the evermore amount of pain you just caused yourself.

I love you!

Though you don't know it 'cause it's an everlasting secret I've never exposed.

I am sorry I never said this before.

I am the impossible child who cannot bring myself to anything.

But, for you....

I will forever be the holder of your secrets,

of your pain,

of anything that you need to release.

Please, don't hold anything back.

You have friends who care,

and our love for you stretches to the moon,

to the stars,

to our infinity,

and back.

We all love you,

and you're gonna let heartbreak destroy you.

You could have years with everyone who still loves you,

and you choose to self-destruct.

Just know that if you die,

I won't be wearing black at your funeral.

I'll be wearing white and red.

I won't be there to mourn your death.

I will be there to celebrate your life!

You were the white light too my darkness,

and the red is blood you shed with every ounce of pain you went through.

With every ounce of pain we went through!

Now I have to hear the endless flatline of your life ending itself.

I hope it was worth it,

because, now, here I stand.

I'm watching as people stride by you,

and everyone of them is trying so hard not to cry.

It hurts me to do this,

but I know I have to.

They are getting ready to take you to the cemetery

where they will then bury you six feet under.

They'll put you where I can never see you again.

I find myself walking forward,

not sure what stories to share

or what to say at all, really.

I know I have to say something.

I'm hear,

and it's too late to back down.

So I begin from where I should.

I begin with you,

and me.

The person you were,

and how you were my everything.

You were my reason to get up with a smile.

You were my humiliation,

and you were my best friend.

No!

You were my sister,

and you thought it best to leave me behind.

Once this is over,

all I can do is walk away.

I don't know what else to do,

because you were my everything,

and when you left...

you took my soul with you.