Oct 31, 2008 15:08
A best friend of mine died yesterday morning.
Intentional overdose,
And I will blame myself forever because
He Didn't Call Me, this time.
He must have passed thinking nobody gave a damn.
Anthony, I will miss you forever
Just as I always promised.
Tomorrow, I will be in his room taking his T shirts
Which I will wear often,
But will never wash.
These are the first 3 verses to the song I am writing him.
The second song I have written on his behalf.
"Woke up yesterday to hear
You wouldn't move from
The grave you had dug for yourself.
I still don't believe it
As I drive to your house where
I'd Beg "Please Take Care Of Yourself".
You told me you'd be fine,
But You Lied.
Woke up yesterday to hear
You wouldn't shake from
The sleep you had made for yourself -
Prescription pills,
Some chemicals and
I cannot stop blaming myself.
You'd want me to be strong,
But how am I supposed to move on without your help?
I woke up this morning
In one of your T-shirts I took from your room yesterday.
Positioned my body
As if you were with me
Crying 'I'll Never Be The Same!'
I Smell You In My Bed..."