Nineteen That Never Came

7/10/00

I approach the bottom of the stairs

I see his family running down in despair

I make a U turn and head to the room

When gunshots erupt our future awakes with doom

Still without knowing if it’s sincere

Hiding in the corners as my nerves fill with fear

I receive a text from Jaz  “are you okay”

That’s the moment I knew today was the day

I hoped and prayed that this was all a lie

As I realized our future has died

I sat in your bed broken and confused

As our second amendment rights had been  abused

No one needs a 45-ACP at such an age

Especially if used to disengage

Yes, i grieve on this day as you would’ve been nineteen.

Being unable to say goodbye is what eats me up at night

I lost too many friends due to  self-immolations

Take this as a lesson, death should not be an outcome of unsolved depression

One dies, hundreds devastated

A single persons death becomes forever hated

As his loved ones will carry on his pain that he once obtained