I was doing great. The world was mine... Until Ariel got sick.
A couple of poems about grief, friendship, depression and pain inspired by the death of a best friend.
It was a one-night-stand gone wrong. A heat-of-the-moment, unintended slip-up that was all my fault. I swore that I wouldn't do it - even punched my best friend in the face to prove it. But I ruined everything: our friendship, her innocence, my life. It was supposed to get her out of my system, but now I want her more than ever.