At Loss

This is about the time I lost a close friend over the summer. He made me smile when no one else could. I cried for weeks, and still shed a tear. R.I.P. George. This is for you.

I'm sinking

Slowly

My heart drops

He's gone

He won't come back

The words are like

A kick to the head

"He's been in an accident"

An accident...

“And he's not coming home”

Not coming home...

The words ring in my ear

My friend

Only sixteen

A careless driver took his life

We'd been so close

And now it stops

So here I stand

At the snowy gray stone

That bears his name

Dressed in black

I'll put on a brave face

Because he'd have wanted me to

I'll carry on

Though I know

He won't be back.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

May your friend rest in peace, he's in a better place now, stay strong.
And you have just created a heart tugging and deeply emotional piece of poetry that only comes from one who feels true and strong emotions. You have done a great job here, keep it up.

[ΨXO]

Heart-tuggin' piece here. I like the simplicity of it all, it boosts the emotion and feeling I get out of this poem. Good write, thanks.

[Mickey]

(R.I.P for your friend) :(

[Mickey]

really good (sad, of course)