I don't exactly know
What took what we had,
The fall from the chair
Very, very bad.
What went through your mind
As you took your last breath,
I hope you tasted
The bitter taste of death.
I hope you remember
All the great things we share,
And the way you make me feel
Knowing you didn't care.
You couldn't spare a feeling
Maybe even two,
You're right
That was to much to ask from you.
It's sad I had to ask you
For your life,
Am I not good enough
Or did you have to stab me with a knife?
The next time that we meet
Will be at Heaven's gates,
Good thing Heavens a great place
Or it might remind me how much I hate...
I hate what you did
And I hate what you've done,
I hate that your decision
Is a permanent one!
From A Friend Left Behind
I Don't Exactly Know
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008 with permission of the Author.
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