Gone

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Hes gone and im broken cos of that.

came to this world in an odd sort of way,

and he left again the very same day.

he died, he deceased, he left all our lives,

hes not comeing back, theres water in my eyes.

i never got to meet him but boy i wish i did,

i bet he would have grown up to be a wonderful kid.

although others try and take his place,

it really does hurt to have never seen his face.

it tears me apart to know he'll never be there,

i want to wake up for it to be a nightmare.

nobody else will ever be the same,

its like ive gone of the rails like a runaway train.

my thoughts are all over i cant think straight,

he would have been a great friend, a bloody good mate.

but hes gone and im broken cos of that.

Please understand that this was written at a time of great emotional difficulty where i just needed to get it all out of me. please don't critisize it because if your looking for top class poetry your in the wrong place. xx

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 12, 2012 ⏰

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