When I was told you died
it was more obsurtity that shock
My eyes questioning
on skin like chalk
Death of the obliette
by all you seemed amused
which has left me
completely confused
Always smiling and laughing
but something was wrong
I would look at what you were doing
and youd be writing a song
Feelings of sadness
of untold truth
that you had been feeling
through out all of you youth
An adult now
a parmedic in fact
You didnt tell anyone
the happiness you lacked
but you told me about the pain
in your own intellectual ways
that youhad been felling it all of your days
she said she wanted to die
and leave her world od depression
the worldod rejection
anger and repression
I loved this girl
she was my friend
Depite the angry vibes
that this girl would send
I told her if she left this world
i would spit on her grave
but she knew that was a way
i would not behave
She told me she wouldnt
in this world she would stay
she wouldnt leave my side
and wouldnt go away
We held eachother and cried
and you had my belief
that in this world
you would cease
Then one night
I recieved bad news
My mind warped
my being consumed
They found you that morning
sprawled upon the floor
everyone crying and screaming
from what was behind your door
An empty bottle of Darvocet
your wrist cut wide
an empty bottle of vodka
sighns of tear that u had cried
There were 6 decorated boxes
with names on top
filled with things
and all of your thoughts
My name was on one
wrapped in red and black bows
just by looking at it
her emotions shows
there was a letter inside
and a black rose
with words to rhyme,her picture that shined
filled with her ancient prose
My eyes fill with tears
As i read her last words to give
NATALIA, I LOVE YOU
BUT SOME PEOPLE JUST CANNOT LIVE…