This is a poem based on what a few people have told me that they've been feeling ever since Luke Dufour died. They were really close and I'd only met him once maybe twice. His funeral was today and they've been having a hard time. I thought that I should write this to pay respect. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone. You are all important and please please please don't drive under the influence of anything. Ever. No one our age should have to struggle with the decision of whether or not to go to a friends/classmates/siblings funeral.
I dreamed a dream last night
Although it was more of a nightmare
The word is just so unfair
I dreamed that I woke up beside you, though not the way you'd think
I awoke to a car, you were on the brink
Of death
Beside me you lay taking your final breaths
"Don't worry" you said and smiled
Before your head fell flat.
I woke this morning trying to forget all that
I woke this morning that you were really gone and never coming back
I woke this morning to a world streaked with black
Your funeral was today
I didn't know to go or not
I went
I couldn't help but cry
My friends all said that it was not your time to die
I went home being told we'd go to see your mom
I couldn't bare to look her in the eye
How the world isn't fair
Why did they take you?
When you were so young and full of hope and things to do
Your dreams and aspirations all gone away too soon
I miss you
I wish they'd take me too
But I am so afraid to die...
I have listened to basketball boys, friends and family cry about Luke's death and I can't help them or bring him back and I'm sorry that you guys have to go through this. I'm sorry. Stay beautiful because you all are and stay safe, I beg you, love you all- Ash
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All My Shit Is In A Book
DiversosI'm the creator of my own greatest disaster. I write for me a no one else. I want you all safe. Please stick with the awful writing at the start of this collection. I started writing two years ago and have developed a lot.
