He's Gone

5 shots in the dark..he was only 15, i didnt wanna believe it, i just wanted to scream.I lay by his body, covered in blood, giving him one last hug, he wasn't my best friend, but he was always there, listening to me, when i wanted to share.Now that he's gone i miss him alot, as i sit in this empty parking lot

This is a poem my friend Kelsey wrote for one of her friends who died from a gang shooting.