Her Death

by Alex   Oct 8, 2004


The words i speak and the thoughts i think,
Will never get me to forget,
To forget I drink and drink,
It never helps it just makes me more upset,

The gun in my fathers closet,
Was never met to be seen,
Letting her see it was the thing i regret,
I just wish in her eyes it was unseen,

She never told me about her fathers beatings,
Making up story's i think made her feel better,
I guess best friends don't tell each other these things,
When i found her suicide note this is what it said in the letter,

Amy-
I'm sorry you found me like this,
But please don't blame me,
It's just that in my fathers world i don't exist,

He used to beat me every night,
I think i hide it to long,
But when i seen that gun at my sight,
Oh my god I'm sorry please be strong and alright,

Your child hood friend,
Lisa
~~~
After i found that note and read it to tears,
I felt my whole life ending,
Because we have know each other for years,
But who would of thought that was what she was intending,

Ill never forget her and that special way she would smile,
I don't think she knew when it would all end,
but as far as she is if it's 100 miles away or even a mile,
But i wish she knew that in me she always had a friend and a smile...

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  • 19 years ago

    by Blue eyes~

    good job sweets!!

  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    awww, excellent poem!