The Tears I Shed

This poem is about a classmate of mine who died two years ago on December 23d, 2008. She was 14 years old.

The tears I shed,

Cannot match the pain,

Cannot equal the thoughts,

That rush through your head.



Who am I?,

Just a 15-year old girl,

We kids are supposed to live,

Yet, a beautiful child had to die.



They say that only the good die young,

But she, the best of them all,

Did not deserve this,

The breath is caught in my lungs.



Not knowing her character,

Makes these tears strange,

But it must be my heart,

That wishes I knew her.



So sleep, my beautiful,

Sleep in peace,

Rest your sweet head,

And know that heaven is wonderful.



Do not worry about us,

We'll make it somehow,

Just know that we will never forget,

That sweet face we all used to trust.



Goodnight, Bernadette,

Live your life in heaven,

Just know that things are better,

Since you and God met.

Reviews

[Jasmine]

this is so moving. and well written. can i ask, is this an actual person?
A beautiful poem. keep it up.