• Do you remember me my friend?
    the one you left alone
    you held my hand while loved ones die
    strong, real

    you fought for our freedoms
    did all the things you were told
    a gun.
    what the irony

    i try to live right by you
    you said dont
    and i didnt
    i promised to be strong as you

    and then

    a gun

    in the Nyte
    the shadows moved
    and your name made sense
    and when i cried
    the nyte walked
    and surrounded me
    in a cold windy embrace
    and i knew
    you were not gone.
    strong
    real