No. Not this Year
No food no drinks,
no holiday cheer.
No not this year
This year im sitting out,
not dancing in the crowd,
For there has been a terrible thing
a death, of a good person
you may think, a death - how sad
but not talk that
no, this is a death of a soul
No more holiday cheer,
No. not this year
This year she's feeling guilty
sitting at the side
mulling over the fight they had..
Tearing up, but choking them down
there will be no cheer, but much tears
No. Not this year
But there was a noise,
a clatter in her mind
She looked around,
but what she heard..
was the clatter, of the body..
stiff and falling to the floor
She ran, screaming,
out the door
For there on the floor...
this year..
no holiday cheer
no, not this year
She was there.
She had killed herself...
her friend...
She hadn't wanted to cave..
she didnt want to..
the crap in her life..
stole her breath away..
No holiday cheer
no not this year
For she had died.
this was.. her last year..
At the funeral...
her friend sobbed,
she said 'im sorry'
but noone heard.
for noone was there..
she was.. her only friend
No holiday cheer...
No not any year...
-Original poem,
By Awesomecacy
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 awesomecacy · Thu Dec 11, 2008 @ 02:13am · 0 Comments |
