Best Sadfriend Poems
December Twenty Seventh
Of Two thousand and Nine
Is the night I lost my brother
A Best friend of mine
The night two paths were chosen
One for him and one for I
A night I'll never forget
The night he lost his life
Sitting in the living room
Getting ready for the night
My good friend Byron called me
And said "Tonight's the Night"
With excitement I said YES!!!
Me and Lee will be there by nine
As I proposed this idea to lee
He simply said” Not tonight"
As I begged and pleaded with him
The question only asked was why
He said I have other plans
I’m going out with friends tonight
So all during the night
Something just didn’t feel right
But I put my feelings aside
And carried out my plans for that night
We began putting our clothes on
Joking and laughing about good times
I never even realized
That this would be the last time
Posing and primping in the mirror
He jokingly said “Do I look rich”
I said “Man you look good”
“But you might be one preppy sum *****”
As he laughed and said a smartass remark
A horn blew, and then he ran out to the car
His friends were there, and they were ready to go
I said I love you brother and as always he said I know
As I began to leave the house that night
Something in mind, just didn’t feel right
But along I went, and began to drive
To my good friend Byron’s to have a good time
So as the night went on
I had the time of my life
I got drunk and passed out
In the bed of that friend of mine
Awaken by a stranger
A stranger to me at the time
It was one of my dad’s really good friends
Then he said “come on let’s take a ride”
To be Continued
Like a name we all bare
A constant friend our hearts regret
He is a giant we seldom win, unfair,
A grief producing machine, each man gets
A friend making everyday things
Our craving miracles, and each peculiar name
Our life's lessons, that kings
travel afar to obliterate these silent shame
But man must not learn the hard way
Nor should joy be a seldom victory of pain
Or all essence he throws away
Then order lost it's again
If the rich do cry, and the poor
Still survives, this world man must endure
She sat under the willow tree,
That sunny afternoon.
Everyone was playing outside,
While she just sat there drawing.
She was drawing a picture of the kids playing,
They looked so happy.
While she was filled with sorrow.
It wasn’t fair,
How they didn’t even know.
Know that she was slowly dieing inside.
She had suffered a great loss,
Not even a week before,
Her best friend had died in a car accident.
Just five days earlier.
She convinced her mother to let her go to school,
That she was fine.
A familiar setting,
Familiar routine,
Would be best for her.
But the truth was,
It was too much.
So she skipped the second half of the day,
And just sat under the willow tree.
Drawing,
Thinking,
Crying.
She wiped her tears away,
As the school bus pulled up.
She sat at the very front of the bus,
Instead of taking her usual spot at the back.
She had ignored her friends all day,
But she knew she would have to face them.
Eventually,
But not right now.
She told everyone she was ok,
But she was definitely not!
Flashbacks of them as kids,
flew aimlessly through her mind.
Trying to hide the tears,
She wipes them off her cheeks.
The worst thing that could happen now,
Would be getting caught crying on the bus.
Even if your best friend died only five days before.
She would try to be brave,
But she knew she couldn’t.
The only way she could be happy again,
Would be to see her friend one last time.
Then she figured out the perfect way to do that,
End her own life!
But only one problem,
With her perfect solution.
She could not do this!
Her friends and classmates,
Had already lost one life.
They didn’t need to lose another.
So she declared,
That from this point on she would be happy.
She would celebrate her friends life,
All 17 years of it.
She would celebrate the good times,
And celebrate the bad.
That is what her friend would have wanted anyway.
She would not want anyone to be sad,
She would want smiles, and cheers,
Not frowns and tears.
Thoughts of loving tomorrow,
Not of endless sorrow.
The only thing left to do,
Was to celebrate a girl,
Who no longer lived!
I didn't say, "Don't do it," but I never knew it was on your mind.
I didn't say, "Things will be OK, even though the world is not often kind,"
and I never said, "What's the matter? What has gotten you to feel this way?"
Now you're gone and all I'm left with are the things I didn't say.
I didn't say, "I'm here for you." I always thought that was understood.
With every thing that we'd been through,
why wouldn't I be there for you like I should?
I never said life was easy. No one could ever make such a claim.
Now the things we didn't say haunt the better part of our days.
Now mostly sad memories of you remain.
Ironically now I must ask you this and I don't mean it to sound like a joke
but, could it have killed you to take a few more extra moments
and maybe leave your loved ones a note?
You left too many questions unanswered. You left your loved ones heartbroken,
lost in total dismay.
Your last day will now and always be remembered as such,
The Birthday of Things We Didn't Say.
*
My good friend Sonny did not naturally die.
My good friend Sonny committed suicide.
I don't judge such choices made by others anymore.
It's an individual's unalienable right to choose how to exit life's door.
What they don't have the right to do is to leave unfinished business behind.
It's their loved ones who suffer afterward struggling to find peace of mind.
One moment you were with us all and everything seemed fine.
Next you were found hanging from your ceiling wearing a neck tie of twine.
I'm not saying this lightly Sonny, that was no way to say good bye.
It's very sad but true, I rarely have fond memories of you.
I only remember how you chose to die,
and I'll never stop asking "Why?"
You are my security, you are my
guard. In you my happiness and
sadness lie.!
Sometimez you give me
strength, sometimez you break
me down.!
You hold me by the throat,
when i provoke, till i start to
choke...
You are my friend lonliness.!
You bring me to tearz, you are
my biggest fear.
As i start to celebrate, you start
to delibirate. All these yearz,
you are still my friend.
A friend i wish i never had.!
You tease me and taunt me, i
wish i was dead.!
Your timely display is only to my
dismay, yet in your arms is
where i lay.
I scream and i shout yet there's
no one to hear me out, out of
this jail i wish to run, but in my
blood you are like a bullet in a
gun.!!
You bring me sorrow, you bring
me shame. The jolts in my soul
i can not tame.!
In my heart you have burned a
hole so deep, i can not control.!
All i want is you to leave, yet
you seem to give birth and
become a bigger part in me.!
Because of you, the touch of
love i have never felt.!
I just wonder how much longer i
can take, your cold embrace
always leaves a trace in my
heart.!
You are my friend lonliness....
Is there something wrong with me
You will go out with her and she is my age
Then you lie to me and say that your parents don't like me
Then you go off and date my best friend who is my age
wow I can not believe I ever liked you
I am tired of trying to act like I am still not upset about the whole thing
You are a great friend to me most of the time but I don't think you are a great person
You love to play with my heart
I thought since you knew what I have been through you would understand
There was something I was wrong about because you don't understand any of it
I am tried of dealing with you
I am tried of getting calls from you at midnight
I am tried of everything
You need to keep holding on even if I am not here for you
goodbye for now call me when you have your life figured out and your done with my friend
It hurts to much to talk to you
She was raised in a loving home
learned the Bible at a young age
yet tonight she sits in county jail
felony charges for lying and theft
hanging over her beautiful blond head.
She'd just gotten a great job
after graduating from high school
they'd even given her, her own car
trusting her with their patients
whose lives are so fragile.
And her best friend is out on bond;
the poor dear didn't even know
a friend could do a thing like that
getting her into trouble with lies
she had so blindly believed.
Like a fox, hiding the truth
behind a bushy flick of the tail
she'd been told a tall, tall tale
that the jewelry belonged to
the friend asking her to pawn it.
Now they are both in big trouble
probably scared out of their minds
like children lost in the dark
unable to find their way home
on a cold Halloween night.
They've long ago lost their candy
it's been taken by some big bullies
they cannot hide behind their masks
as these too have been stolen
by some pretty awful mug shots.
SKB
So alone inside
Tears in my soul
For I am so far away
From everyone
I feel so numb inside
Lifeless as a corpse
Superficial smiles
Imitating life around me
A spectacular performance
You haven't seen the real me
And you never will
Suspicion arises
Scrutinizing every word
That is spoken to me
Not able to discern
A friend from a foe
Wishing I was invisible
But, needing the adoration
That these heartless vultures
Shower on me
So addicting
Like a drug
And so deadly
To my soul
Reminding me again
That I am on my own
Without a friend in the world
Behind aviator sunglasses she stares
She's so self unaware
Tosses back long hair
Keeps telling herself she's never quite there
A friend whose always there
She can wipe the tears from your cheek
But she's not quite on her feet
Greatest friend you'll ever meet
She tears herself apart
Cause she's stuck with a broken heart
Convinced she'll never get that far
She hurts like nobody could ever explain
And the way she breathes in air
There's a hint of pain
Many don't know the feelings she hides
When you find out you realize you've always seen it in her eyes
She'd have you fooled
She wished you were blind
Cause nobody can fix her mind
Broken beyond repair
A fake smile peeking out from her long hair
The pain she won't entirely share
How did she get there
A friend whose always there
She can wipe the tears from your cheek
But she's not quite on her feet
Greatest friend you'll ever meet
She tears herself apart
Cause she's stuck with a broken heart
Convinced she'll never get that far
She hurts like nobody could ever explain
And the way she breathes in air
There's a hint of pain
Paralyzed with contradiction
A problem with conviction
Her pain is her own addiction
There's no relief to her crazy pierced ears
Her fierce tattoos would have you thinking she's without fears
Nobody can tell her the things she needs to hear
No one will whisper "I love you" into that girl's ear
it is 10:40pm on a Wednesday night i said I'll be back in 20 minutes I'm going to the
store i come back to the house and all i see is you and my best friend making out i can't
believe what i am seeing how could you do this to me. i mean i trusted you
with all my heart and u do this to me. And your like suppose to be my best friend what a
best friend u are your unbelievable unbelievable so this good bye to you. and appose to
you best friend where gonna have along talk about.
and i better have a really good explanations from
the both of you and long apology letter
by the end of today.
cause your both unbelievable .
Baking and x’mas cards is what you’ve got,
When covers and Kleenex is what you want.
People rushing to and fro,
responsibilities, you’ve got to go.
Hard to hide the tears that glisten,
Nobody’s got time to stop and listen.
If you can make it through the next weeks,
Maybe you’ll find the comfort you seek.
Holidays are often full of great strife,
Emotions buried, may then come to life.
For a friend who needs a seasonal lift,
A quiet hug my be just the gift.
Written for a friend who suffers
from holiday depression