To Hell and Back Again

To hell and back again. To the brink and over

You took your fathers gun and pressed it to your head

Placed your finger over the trigger and thought your last words

Boom and now youre gone

And here I am left in your wake of death

My best friend. My best friend dead.

So now I sit staring a thousand miles forward

and seeing nothing but bleak barren roads

I can't bring myself to smile. To really smile.

Any sign of a happiness is stangled in guilt

and drowned in possibilities.

You should have called me that night

Should have known I'd be there in a heart beat

I should have noticed your pain

Should have been there without you asking

 

To hell and back again. To the brink and over

I take my fathers gun and press it to my head

Place my finger over the trigger and think my last words

"I'm sorry I wasn't there."

Boom and now I'm gone.

We drove eachother to hell just like we joked

You lead the way and I followed you down

Together in hell and we can't seem to come back

All we see is a life missed out on

and mistakes that could've been prevented

You should have called me that night

I should have seen your pain

Should have put the guns down

Should have thought this through

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Kyle Sky]

Truly tragic and truly powerful. There are many writings with the same theme but this expresses it in a bold yet subtle way. Simply lovely.

[Mr.Cardigan]

i agree absolutly a beautiful read

[Ohhhwillow]

This story is really beautiful.. Strong through simple language. I think that's what makes it so piercing, as not only is your story a tragedy but the dialect you use is unhesitant, raw with emotion

[sheila.j]

Thank you

[kublakhan27]

A devastatingly powerful story...the structure really drives home the poignancy, with the perspective coming from both sides...excellent work^^

[sheila.j]

Thank you!

[kublakhan27]

No problem :)