A Teenage Boy Through Poetry

II

I remember every night, we would always be together;
two peas within a pod and two birds of the same feather.

I felt you were the only one I could trust forever,
and when the day was done you'd always help me through whatever.

Even when we were apart, we never truly parted.
But now you've gone and left me so abruptly brokenhearted.

I should have seen it coming, I really should have known.
And did you honestly expect me to be so full-grown?

A person at my age shouldn't have to deal with tragedy.
I feel so weighed down by who I am meant to be.

I'm told to stick it out and to put up a big fight,
but my nervous system is in a state of fight or flight.

Will I ever see the light?
I will try with all my might.
My eyes are wide like a deer in headlights.

I can still feel your warmth next to me at night,
and yet when I wake you are nowhere in sight.

It's really quite a tragedy, a modern-day sob story.
So here it is, in all its glory:

"I miss you more than any words could express,
way more than I'd actually care to confess.

I hope you know I love you, I hope you know I care.
This hurts me more than anything I've ever had to bear."