Untitled -- 4.6.2002

Hey friend

Won’t you listen to me?

B because I’m in misery

I need help

Because I’m depressed

And I don’t know

What to do

So will you listen?

So I won’t leave

This place

You, friend

If you listen

It might help

A whole lot

So the pain will be off my shoulder

Please

Stop and listen

I’m really hurting

And I’m in my room

Waiting for you to call

But no word from you

Or even a ring

So here’s my dad’s

Gun

That I’m going to use

So my pain will be gone

Because you would never help me

In this pain

So now it will leave me

Me forever

So good-bye

My so called “friends”

The one’s I thought

Would help

Bye

And here’s my love:

“Greater love hath no one than this, that a man lay down his life for a friend.” John 15: 13

Author's Notes/Comments: 

just a poem

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Bruce Pickett's picture

GOOD STUFF!!!!! Very discriptive and very deep.

^_^

Bruce