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Mar 2019
You were a great guy
A kind and happy man
I never had a bad experience with you
Your death broke me.
I didn’t know you that well.
I thought I didn’t care.
I cried about you.
I hadn’t cried in a very long time.
You died, and I was upset about me.
I couldn’t face that.
I still can’t.
I couldn’t go to the memorial.
I couldn’t look at the remnants of your life,
I couldn’t be there, with all of our class mates. I couldn’t let it be about me.
I skipped your funeral because I’m still scared.
I can’t say you were ok with how you died.
I’m not.
To my dead friend,
I’m sorry.
Written by
John  20/M/moving foward
(20/M/moving foward)   
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