I Will Be Okay

by Brenna   Sep 22, 2005


What Deanna and I did was stupid,
we thought it would be fun.
But after we took those pills you treated us like animals,
and shot us with a pellet gun.

We overdosed on Triple C's,
I told you I was dying.
You didn't give a damn about us,
you just kept on lying.

Lying, saying I would be fine,
and that I wasn't going to die.
Well guess what I almost did,
Now Darryl I'm asking you why.

Why didn't you help me,
when I asked you to?
I thought you cared about me,
and I thought I knew.

You could have been the bigger person,
and not have given us any.
But you had to be stupid like us,
and give us way too many.

You wouldn't let us get any help,
and you kept taking the phone away.
Now I will pray every-night,
to have lived through that day.

What would you have done,
if I died in front of your eyes?
Would you have looked back,
and thought about your lies?

I don't think you've seen death,
right in front of your face.
It's the scariest thing ever,
and this is really all I have to say.

But, before I go and leave your life,
I have one more thing to say.
Don't bother worrying about me anymore,
and I will be okay.

To: Darryl Conway

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