He's Gone

Why God; Why take him? It’s not fair; not right. So full of life to come, Now gone in the night. I loved him; we all did, With his heart so pure. Am I now to forgive You, or lost forever more? Why not take who’s to blame? Could not wait to drink. He’s gone; it’s not the same. I’m lost; on the brink, These walls are closing in And the voices are screaming. They want me to join him, Just to end this suffering. I won’t but not because of you. For him; even in death I won’t Disappoint him; I will stay true, But it is a nice thought. A thought to see his face, And hear his velvet voice. To delight in his embrace. Then we could rejoice. We could talk of the old days How we caused childish havoc, For everyone; all the crazy ways We played; laughed till ecstatic How we fought the others wars. Even wiped the others tears. Best friends; maybe something more, From first grade; for fourteen years. For you I will carry on; keep charging through. I can’t promise I won’t stumble along the way Because blind I am without you, Feeling along each passing day.