My Best Friend

Today I came home only to fear,
The phone call my mother got,
The message in her ear.

I come home and sat at the table,
The words that come out of her mouth,
I believe its some kind of fable.

The message I got was what you would think,
My best friend gone,
To be buried at my feet.

I was the one that carried him to his grave,
Now think twice about this,
And the decisions you make.

I live with horror,
I live with pain,
I live in constant sorrow,
Because he couldn’t live with the pain.

I beg you all to read this and learn,
Your life on this earth,
Is cherished by others and it’s a right you have earned.

I buried my best friend,
I hope you have not,
It’s something you will never forget,
Until death do you part.