A Life Was Taken Away
A painted black audi, damaged in every possible way
A life taken away
Bottles of beer and shots of vodka going smoothly down his throat
Lonely, misunderstood, misguided, depressed
This is someone I know
The man I spent more in my childhood rather than my own father is gone
Tears were shed, and hearts were broken
I can’t believe he is gone my mother says
I look at the ashes in the petite box
All my memories of him trapped in my thoughts
People surround the box pretending that they knew him
I can’t help but look with disgust
America is the land of the free
However too much freedom is what took him away
What an ironic American dream they would all say
A man lost his way
There’s nothing left for me to say
Except… I wish I told you I loved you before it was too late.
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