Weak Poem by sashana davis

She was my homegirl I loved her but only as a friend

She tru her life away when that barrel came to an end

Every day they said mean cruel things till the point where drugs were her only options she dreamed of growing wings,

She sreamed she cried she tried to comment suicide till that trying became a reality this was never ment to be,

Suddenly her death is a mystery everyone thought she was joyful an happy

Her mother cried out to me, We couldnt let her sisters see

Her room was her vessel that kept her from the lies an hid all of the truth

When i found out i couldn't even cry i couldn't even speak just the fact of knowin that my best friend was WEAK! ! ! ! !