You Took Her
Death I hate you.
Although she’s supposed to be in a good place,
you stole my only source of happiness.
She was so happy.
I hope she still is.
I scrambled through her closet- it was exactly how it’s always been.
I screamed and threw her clothes.
How could you do this death?
She was so innocent
she loved with all she had and never hurt a soul.
But you took her.
I don't wish she was gone,
nor do i wish she was here.
I wish she was with me.
Losing a best friend is like losing yourself.
You're left with nothing but a
thump, thump, thump
in your chest that you wished would’ve stopped like hers did.
But you took her and not me
Now I have to live; for her.