The Phone Call

It was a dark and gloomy night,
I heard the phone and got a fright,
It was you,
Calling to check in,
You told me about the party,
And how fun it would've been,
You missed it for work,
So to cheer you up,
I told you to come over,
Just to see what's up.
I told you to bring your music,
We'd have a party that would rock,
I got the snacks and everything set,
I waited for you to knock,
I got a call from someone else,
Shortly after you said bye,
It was a man,
I had shaky hands,
As he told me about that guy,
He was driving drunk,
He was coming from a bash,
The one you were supposed to be at,
When someone heard a crash,
They called the police,
The police called me,
I cried there on the phone,
As he told me that you had passed away,
I felt so very alone,
You were my pal,
My buddy so bright,
Nothing could keep you down,
It was you my loving friend,
Who turned right side up my frowns,
I hate whoever did this to you,
As I visit your shallow grave,
The black clings to the sky,
As I sit here and cry,
I promised that I'd be brave,
I never thought It would be you,
So innocent with glee,
Who'd die so young,
We had so much fun,
But now your soul is free.
Maybe if his parents,
Had taught him not to drink and drive,
My bestest friend in the whole wide world,
Might still just be alive.