Then you die

by Denise   Sep 12, 2005


Almost six months,
it hurts just as much.
To know that your gone,
and your precious life is done.

If only you could know,
how I miss you so.
Death came knocking at your door,
your death hurt me to the very core

You've been my best friend
since we were three.
Now you left me,
leaving me in a world full of grief.

I'll never forget that day,
March 15, 2005.
The d a m n day Rachel committed suicide.

It plays in my head,
time after time.
Will it be like this
the rest of my life?

The day you left my side,
from the phone call,
to the sight of seeing your final fall.
So fast and hard.

You have no idea how it broke me,
my heart tore in half.
I had never been so sad.
My life is a nightmare, not a dream

Just like it will always be,
I'll sit alone,
on the cold hard floor,
feeling tears fall from my eyes.

You may see a smile,
but I'm dying inside.
You may think I'm an open book.
But I always hide.

You were right,
life's a b i t c h,
then you die........

(sooner rather than later, if your lucky)

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  • 19 years ago

    by Denise

    Its More than Exellent its me deni edna i love u alot alwayz remember that okey