I wrote this poem for my ex boyfriend a couple of weeks back. A really good friend of the family was dying and he asked me if I could write something about him. Let me know what you think.
I stay up all night,
Waiting for a call,
To see if you’re alright
The words are getting in the way,
They’re all mixed and twisted round,
Stopping what I wanna say
Why is this happening?
To the greatest person,
The world could ever see
There can’t be a God,
There’s no such thing,
Cause if there was,
He wouldn’t let this be!
The door is closing behind you,
And I watch you wave goodbye,
What am I supposed to do?
I don’t wanna let go,
I don’t wanna be here as it’s happening,
Please tell me it’s not so
Good times we had return to haunt me,
Tell me why,
All I’ll have left is memories
There’s nowhere left to fall,
When you reach the bottom,
It’s now or never
Why is this happening?
To the greatest person,
The world could ever see
There can’t be a God,
There’s no such thing,
Cause if there was,
He wouldn’t let this be!
