You were my best friend
my life you got to mend
with me you stayed up late
when my life was filled with hate
when it was all i could do..
you let me shout
just to let it all out
as the years went by
it all seemed to gather
we were no longer shy
soon you were getting bad
and i was always sad
we talked of running away
of stealing that sleigh
and heading to the bay
never looking back
at this old shack
and all that we had to lack
once you were real sad
the drugs had you up bad
you mumbled the word die
by that word, i was so shy
i did not believe
you would really decieve
late one night
after i turned out the light
there came a knock
on my lock
late the night before
you let your soul soar
you took your life
with a knife
and left nothing but a letter
curled in the shelter
of your pale white hand
the words it contained
were nothing but bland
at the top our names
with hearts all the same
reading this letter
i felt my heart
go to shame
