Loosing My Best Friend - Poem by Kay Davies
Tears of blood, forced from my heart,
swollen and broken, its been torn apart.
Lifes like smoke, to much and youll choke,
No more than you can handle, but to much for any one person to bear.
Pain this pure, but I cant be sure,
am I the same, or have I gone insane?
I am sick, I am done,
I have fallen so low.
I am cold and alone, so use to this feeling now.
So broken and hallow,
and through all of this, I am so mad.
So mad at you for leaving,
So mad that you didnt stay,
Si mad that you knew, and didnt tell me.
Everyday I was there.
Everyday I held your hand,
Everyday I cried because I didnt know what was going to happen or what was going wrong.
And not one of those day did you tell me that our life was comming to an end.
Not once did you tell me I was loosing my best friend.
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