Please tell me what i see isn't true,
That the body I'm looking at isn't you,
I can't believe any of this is real,
I begged you to stop but you said it was no big deal,
When i saw you put your nose to the table i began to cry,
You told me everything would be OK and that was our good bye,
The worst thing that could've happened happened that night,
You deserved so much better then that undying fight,
I tried to help you but i guess you just weren't ready,
The people you called your friends kept it coming steady,
You were so real there, days before, lying in my bed,
The last thing i expected was to see you dead
*~my friend Jeff isn't dead...i wrote this poem a couple years ago, we use to be really close but then he started screwing my best friends and alot of sh*t went down, so for me this poem doesn't have the same meaning it did when i wrote it, it came down to my own health and safety or his and i couldn't risk going to jail for someone who doesn't want to change, so the biggest lesson I've learned from this is that you cant change someone if they are not willing to change, it was a very hard lesson to learn with many many many night of just crying so much to where i couldn't breath any more, but it was something i had to go throw and i don't regret a minute of it, with out this happing in my life i would never have had met Greg and now we are going to spend the rest of our lives together, i found my soul mate out of this and for that i am so thankful~* PLEASE RATE!
