Psilo707
Bluelight Crew
This is a little piece I have written to my friend Pat, who killed his mom in a rage during a schizophrenic episode about 7 years ago.
I know you didn't mean it man,
I know you blanked, were dealt the wrong hand.
She was everything to us; the world to you.
Dying the worst way, but still living through.
Accidents happen in the blink of two eyes,
Some of them unfair, some of them disguised.
Your soul is damaged, distrought, and pained,
Her soul is understanding, forgiving, and contained.
When the heavens take us from this fucked up world,
I know you'll be there with her, with me, a pain untold.
Tears have streamed our faces wet,
You in your cell, huddled in torment.
We'll be right there by your side,
When you get out, we're gonna ride,
Friends forever, the tragedy understood,
I love you man, I can't wait to see us all,
Back for good.
Your friend till the end,
Hunter
I know you didn't mean it man,
I know you blanked, were dealt the wrong hand.
She was everything to us; the world to you.
Dying the worst way, but still living through.
Accidents happen in the blink of two eyes,
Some of them unfair, some of them disguised.
Your soul is damaged, distrought, and pained,
Her soul is understanding, forgiving, and contained.
When the heavens take us from this fucked up world,
I know you'll be there with her, with me, a pain untold.
Tears have streamed our faces wet,
You in your cell, huddled in torment.
We'll be right there by your side,
When you get out, we're gonna ride,
Friends forever, the tragedy understood,
I love you man, I can't wait to see us all,
Back for good.
Your friend till the end,
Hunter
