Since I've gone
I've heard some things
Through people
Through their words
I heard the boy
I grew up with
Is hurting
Lots of girls
They say he went
And crashed his truck
His head
All full of dope
I wonder if
He thinks of me
Even through
The smoke
I heard a girl
Had shaved her head
She sneers instead
Of smiles
She fell in love
When I was there
Now he's left
Her crying
My little sis
She's grown up some
I left her all
Alone
Little does
She leave her room
Hope her head's
Not dying
My best friend
Goes through her days
I know she
Misses me
I thought of her
A lot last year
And how I
Missed her too
It hit me hard
Just recently
We'll never have
A class
We'll never eat
School lunch as two
We'll graduate
Apart
I've heard that boy
I use to watch
Yell and
Goof around
Killed himself
Relentlessly
In twelve days
It's a year
He had a girl
She had a child
The child
Has no dad
I wonder how
They're doing now
How life can
Get so mad
I hear the girl
That smiled all day
Holds a
Steady job
She use to ride the
Bus with me
Now she
Drives a car
I hear things from
The little one
Of Mom
And of her mind
I see the way
Her eyes get bright
Then go dim
So fast
The fridge still stocked
With alcohol
Random spurts
Of tears
It's hard to hear
The world goes on
Without me
Being there
It's hard to hear
The ones you love
Change
Without your care
I sometimes feel
That if I stayed
Things wouldn't be
That bad
I'd still be part
Of all your lives
To paint them
You paint mine
But if I did
I would have died
My head would be
Far gone
I had to get
Away from there
I know that
You know why
I know deep down
I left you all
Rotting in
That place
You would've gone
Your own way
Yet even if
I'd stayed
So now you're in
My head all day
Just floating
Since I've gone
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Poems That Came From a Beanstalk
PoetryPoems that came from... well, a beanstalk (updates are random)