My best friend

by cochise   Jul 5, 2005


He has not always been my friend, there have been many before him,
many have come and gone, made me laugh, and cry, but are nothing like him,
even though my best friend has no feelings, he is the only one who can help,
all others have failed me in this miserable hand i call life, that has been delt,
he was not here before, but he is here in my time of need,
to handle this problem I've been having since the time i was conceived,
growing up in my life i watched my parents drink, and smoke poison,
fights, arguments, and abuse, is the life that they have chosen,
but it isn't fair that they had to bestow their horrible lives on me,
years of abuse, and torture from loved ones, now he's the only one with the key,
the key to taking me to a brand new paradise,
to let my spirit soar above all others, and let my body be the sacrifice,
fired from jobs, lost loved ones, and broken down homes,
to horrible debts, welfare checks, and unpaid loans
here he is now, hey best friend, so how you doing today,
have you come to take all of my pain away,
you want me to leave with you, and say goodbye to family and friends,
go with you to a place where i will never be sad, and happiness never ends,
but before i go with you, i pray to you god that you still let me come to your heavenly, and graceful land,
because the best friend thats about to take my misery away is this gun i have in my hands,,,,,,

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