The day I found out I got a friend for life Was the night we were getting high In this small ****** blue car Listening to Thin Lizzy “Whiskey in the Jar” I look at the glow upon your face and think to myself How **** my life would be without your grace Some people think we date Others say your my cover up because I’m gay But the truth is, you’re my best mate who I can’t replace Seen too many sides of me yet you still stayed You’re like the soft voice in my brain Reminding me that suicide isn’t the way And I hope we remain the same when we’re old and grey So we can tell the future generation how we used to sesh back in the day
Think this is actually the first “happy” poem I have ever wrote...