Withering generation

About someone I knew when I was younger who died too soon.

The front page read "it's over"
That you'd saw your better days
We never got much closer
And it hurts my soul to this day
I saw you from far                              afar
Wandering this world like me
And though we were so much different
I knew you wouldn't fill your needs

Your eyes would always sparkle
Shining quiet but full of life
With a voice that rang soft but well heard
In a time when deafening had us all                   Your silence rang louder than words
Wherever you went you brought a smile

So shy and misunderstood
I wont forget when you first said hello

Reviews

[Ruth]

Hits hard love! You have a talent for conveying raw emotions and making the reader feel every line and word! xoxo

[Passingdaze]

That's mother f****n' awesome. Get the axe,Fenton. Let's f**k some s**t up.