When I was Seventeen

02 March 1992

I once was a little girl

Who lived in my own little world

I cared not a hoot

For anyone else’s mood

What I wanted

I got

What a selfish way to live

 

When I was seventeen

I learned about growing up

He was my best friend

Him, S, and me

We had a special bond

The bounds of friendship

It went beyond

 

Life is what we make it

We three made if fun

As a cheerful group

Or an arguing troupe

 

As we got older

We drifted apart

Yet tied together

Still at the heart

 

Remembering a jest

That we love best

Bringing it up

To refill our cups

Need each other we did

Until he decided

It was the end

 

When I was seventeen

I finally learned

No matter the love

You still can be burned

It scares me still

The bottom of that hill

Remembering the climb

Of Healing Time

 

This time of year

Is hard to bear

Memories flood in

Of me, S, and him

How we were

Who, what,

Where, when,

Why…

 

Why oh why

Did he have to die

I’m back in the abyss

Yet it’s ME I miss

Who I used to be

Before him

Before I turned seventeen

 

The years have flown by

And still I cry

For the loss of my friend

Whose decision called

The game to an end

I cry for the suffering

Needless pain

And wish it were over

Again and again

 

Yet each year

As spring rolls in

I remember him

And ask

When will it all be over?