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Goodbye my childhood.
I can't stay longer.
Would if I could.
But summer is Over.
Time to turn 18.
Get a job and a car.
This year?So surreal I want to scream.
Like I'm breaking apart.
No-more childish Prankster games.
I cannot describe my pain.
This seems like my lifes' end.
I am too afraid of turning 18.
Not afraid of bullets or dying.
What A ride its been, sincerly.
If I say I'll be alright I'm lying.
Yeah I can buy cigarettes.
But I'll trade it all in.
For one day back with my friends.
Before we changed and lost our reasons.
Let me go back I plead anyways.
I won't change anything drastic or anything.
Maybe I could've saved Brandon that day.
I'll always be left wondering.
Only if I could've told him that Someone cared.
More than 300 people showed up at his memorial.
One fatal thing that we all shared.
I'll be the one meeting up with him sooner.
Before he took his life, before leo tried to die.
I wish that I could've told them it gets better.
But we all know that would be a lie.
Aleast I saved Leo, I think that counts somewhere.
I held him back so he couldn't jump.
Sat him down and stroked his bottle black hair.
He's sober now almost 10 months.
EVEN IF SAVING YOU SENDS ME TO HEAVEN IT'LL BE WORTH IT TO ME. I PROMISE.