Little Black Coffin

-Forever in my heart Keegan. RIP April 19th; I love you.

The little coffin in which a baby laid

The dayd i remember, the day of all day's

The day that you, you passed away

 

The driver, phone in hand couldn't wait one minute

And yes he could still be forginev with an apology

Just one word, sorry

 

Now my baby brother's in the street

My dad stopepd the driver before her tried to fleet

With my father in rage

I questioned myself if i could take this pain.

My mother intears

all i could think when i looked at him was fear

My tears drowning out reality

My screaming louder than it could ever be

 

so herr i am now staring at this coffin

Thinking why, why my baby brother

Author's Note

Just something i wrote for school. My teacher wanted "raw" material.