As a small child I went to many funerals
Everyone wore black
The family woukd sit in the first pew
I went to a lot of funerals way back
I never understood what it meant
I never geasped the idea that the person was dead
My mom told me Heaven was were thay were sent
The coffin looked like a small, comfortable bed
As I grew older and lost more people I knew
I began to understand what death was
It's a selfish thing that everyone goes through
It ripped people away from you, doing what it does
My dad was out working with my brother
I was then 16 and in school
The lock down bell rang and we all took cover
We thought it was a drill, not a man who was cruel
I heard the gun then
I heard the glass shatter
I heard the screams
The gunshots stopped, I heard ten
Was my best friend safe? That's all that mattered
The man had been caught
And as we were starting to get up, I felt the glass
My best friend is what I saught
But I couldn't leave the group of my class
One by one we were picked up
I didn't see my friend, not once
I tried calling and texting, but there was no response
The next day I tried her home
Her mother opened the door
Looking tired and aged
I did not know what for
She had tears staining her face
Before I spoke a work she wrapped me in a hug
I was afraid of what this meant
I was lost in my head as I felt a gentle tug
Oh god, she really was heaven sent
Tears threatened to spill out of my weary eyes
My best friend had told the world goodbye
That was the gunshot I heard
That was my best friend being hurt
Years past by with her constantly in mind
I had understood loss and death much more after that
I would be lying if I said I kept on being kind
I just wanted her back
It was midnight when I got the call
I hadn't been able to sleep
I was told my parents were both in the hospital
I knew I was in deep
I got there as fast as I could
Only to be told I had to wait
I felt like I was a piece of burning wood
I felt like all I had in life was a cruel fate
I stayed awake, waiting for any news
I heatd nothing from docter or nurse
Until someone told me my parents were going to lose.
I felt like my anxiety was about to burst.
I needed the air, beforeI got hurt
I took a step outside and kept my calm
I just studied the lines on my palm
When I got inside I knew it was bad
"You're mother and father are dead," was all she said.
That's all it took for me to brake
I couldn't keep strong for anyone's sake
I was now left alone
In a world full of drones
As a child I wanted to understand death
As I grew older. I knew it was when someone took their last breath
I ended uo losing friends and family alike
And their deaths still haunt my soul but up this mountain, I will continue to hike