The Good Die Young continued

Written by: Cody Turner

Drunk and hung over
I began making this awkward ride
I began to make conversation and joke
About how drunk I was the past night 

But a smile was not present
Nor a little grin on that side
I suddenly began to wonder
If everything was alright

So we continued
Continued this awkward drive
My attention began to turn
From the car, too the outside

The outside was very dark
Clouds surrounded the sky
It seemed everything had stopped
It seemed everything had died

But at the end of our drive
My grandmothers we would arrive
To see with my own eyes
My whole family standing outside

As we get out of the car
I put on a disguised smile
For I was still hung over
Got out and said “Hi”

My three uncles walked up to me
With a tear in each one’s eye
They put there arms all around me
And stuttered “Lee died last night”

So I pushed and I shoved
Uncontrollably began to cry
The only thing I could think of
Was the one to blame was I

I began to look for my father
To make sure he was alright
I noticed him by the old Sycamore tree
Staring up into the sky

As I started walking toward him
I noticed a car parked that was white
My mother jumped out and ran toward me
into my arms she cried" Why!!!"

The only thing I could do was hold her
With my arms I held so tight
She said "why did this happen"
"It just doesn’t seem right"

As I broke away from my mother
And walked over to my dad
There he stood crying
With a look on his face that was sad

It looked as if something had left him
Like a little piece of his heart
Now every time I see him
My crying begins to start

I said “Dad remember the good times"
“Remember he's still your son”
He said" yea I know Cody Bo
But the good they die young
The good die young son"