Buddy

It's about the death of my uncle Frank. Buddy was our name for each other, and its what I've called him for as long as I can remember.

Pain flows like a river in my veins

In my lungs deepening my pain

Never the smoke stack I often inhale

It would have killed me sooner, without fail

 

I don’t want to feel anymore

Tired of these tears seeping through my pores

Stuck here in my head forevermore

Everything’s clearer from this spot on the floor

 

Maybe if I cut off all my hair

Would anyone notice my dead stare

Blinded from noticing anything at all

Around me missing such a beautiful fall

 

Filled with emptiness I’m reeling

My heart entombed in feelings

Your memories will fade away

Wishing that you could have stayed

 

So here I wait staring blind

Only wishing we had more time

Awaiting his agonizing return

So foolish, when will I learn

His fate was peacefully met

But for this fantasy I can’t forget

And The Crow can’t save us now

Such miracles aren’t allowed

 

I take a bath to calm down

Bubbles seeping out like clouds

As I sink below the water line

Dissipating my mind, so divine

 

Emerging as someone new

I can do this all for you

Getting the most out of my life

Working through the trouble and strife

 

Frank Watson, my Buddy

I’ll always think how it was lovely

To have such a person as you

Who wanted all my dreams to come true

 

I just wanted to say thanks

And maybe I’ll see you at the gates

Love, the girl whose life you saved,

Your Buddy, Jade