5 years ago
on a cold, cold night
we were there alone
with no end in sight
faithfully, faithfully
i listened to my friend
little did i know
that you would bring my end
so five years ago
on that cold cold night
i wasn't expecting
there to be a fight
we had laughed
we had cried
you had told lots of lies
then i herd a bang
and i saw your face
wondering whats going on
then i saw the red trace
looking around i saw you lot
then did i realise that i'd been shot
i fell to the ground with a loud loud thud
and all around me there was red red blood
if i think back now who knows how long i laid
with the darkening dampening dripping blood that lay apon my chest
it could have been hours it could have been days
it could have been seconds of wasted ways
what was left to do
but wait and wait
for her not to come
or to be to late
in the end you came
you telling me to stay
but by bow i was already
slipping away
then the darkness started fading in
it came from god knows where
along with all the faces
light and bright and fair
i thought oh no
but then they took my hand
and said it's time to go
YOU ARE READING
my end...
Poetrywhen you have good friends what else do you need. a bullet proof vest perhaps? written by lulu