My Sun

The sun is gone,
You can see me crying.
You ask me if I’m alright,
I say no.
You ask if there’s anything you can do,
I say no.
You ask if it was you,
I say yes.
You ask me what did you do,
I say the sun is gone,
So I cant see you.
The only thing you can do,
Is show me the light.
It wasn’t because of you,
It was that I couldn’t see threw the tears I’m crying.
I’m crying because I’m proud that we’re friends.
You say we’re not friends,
We’re best friends.
I smile and think of what a great friend you are,
You ask is the sun out now?
I say it always was,
I just couldn’t see it.
You say oh,
because of the tears right?
I say no,
It was because you are the sun.
You brighten up my everyday.
You ask,
If I’m your sun,
Then who’s your rain?
I say you are…
You wash away my tears.
You ask who my clouds are,
I say you are my sun,
You are my rain,
You are my clouds,
You are my everything.
You ask,
Even the cause of your sadness? Or tears? Or crying?
I say yes….
Sadness because you make me sad when your not around,
Tears because I cry when I miss you, or when I’m really happy to see you.
One dark day the sun did not rise and I did not see you.
That day I cried and cried in which time seemed like forever.
I knew one day you would die,
But I wish this wouldn’t have to have been the way.
I know I’m not the coolest person in the world,
But you didn’t have to do this to be cool.
You where the coolest person I knew.
I wish you didn’t have that drink that one dark day.
I ask you what happened, this is why you do things my way…
You say,
You where feeling like you had no friends,
like you had no meaning.
You say you got a phone call,
Saying to meet some old friends at a bar.
You said you knew it was wrong,
But you wanted to be cool.
Instead you where a fool.
You took one drink and got hooked.
You felt yourself drifting away.
Feeling lighter and light as if you where a feather.
You said with each drink it took a little more pain away each time you swallowed.
I ask you if it was worth it?
Worth it to die, to feel good?
Feel good just for one moment.
A moment in time in which you died shortly after.
You didn’t have the guts to call me once you ran out of money.
You knew I would say you where wrong.
So instead you drove home by yourself.
So instead of just being wrong, your now gone.
Your gone because you where in the wrong,
But didn’t have the guts to do something about it.
I wish you did,
Because now not only did I lose my best friend,
I lost my sunshine.
But instead of being sad,
I try to be glad that you didn’t kill anyone else,
And that now because your dead, you’re my angel.
But I cant see you,
Because no one took your place,
As my sun.
On your grave in which I made I carved,
“my best friend, the sun”.
In which all of that is true.
To this day when it rains I know its you,
When its sunny I know its you,
When I feel a breeze I know its you,
Wither as an angel or the wind,
Ether way it you.
I wrought this poem to tell you something,
You where wrong,
You had a friend,
Me.
I don’t know why you felt like I wasn’t,
But I was…am.
Maybe its because I wouldn’t drink and drive with you,
And that was because,
I didn’t want to lose my life,
Lead alone my sun.
But telling you it was wrong,
And not going along
didn’t help much.
Your still dead,
All because you didn’t use your head.
Even though your dead,
You thought me why and how to use my head.
So that I don’t end up dead.
So now that your dead I use my head.
When a old friend calls and asks for a drink,
Or some “fun”,
I say no thanks,
I’m going to use my head so I don’t wined up dead.
Dead is something I don’t want to face,
I know eventually I will die,
But I don’t want to die that way,
For I know it would make my own sunshine cry.