not a day goes by

July 10, 2009
By JessC SILVER, Waterloo, Other
JessC SILVER, Waterloo, Other
7 articles 6 photos 27 comments

Not a day goes by that I don’t regret trying to forget yew.
Not a day goes by that I don’t regret burning those photos.
Not a day goes by that I don’t hear those last words: I love yew
And not a day goes by that I forgive yew, for what yew did to my heart.

The author's comments:
This is a poem i wrote about my best friend, Nathan, who committed suicide on July 6th, 2007. He was only 11 years old, and it was quite sudden. He left us all broken-hearted and empty. And some (like me) even depressed. So I write things like these, and they help me deal with his death. Hope yew like. Please comment. And sorry about the spelling mistakes. Im too lazy to check em.

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JessC SILVER said...
on Jun. 6 2011 at 5:04 pm
JessC SILVER, Waterloo, Other
7 articles 6 photos 27 comments
it was just a fase i was going through a couple years ago where i always wrote 'yew' instead of 'you'. didn't really last very long though

on Jun. 5 2011 at 8:26 pm
krarthurs SILVER, Plymouth, Massachusetts
9 articles 3 photos 87 comments

Favorite Quote:
All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called "Facts". They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain.
-Thomas Hobbes

I am very sorry to hear about your friend. Such a tragic experience.

One thing is I was a little confused as to why you used the term "yew" instead of "you" was there significance to that terminology?

Anyway, powerful piece. I could really sense the emotion. Great job!


JessC SILVER said...
on Mar. 11 2010 at 5:36 pm
JessC SILVER, Waterloo, Other
7 articles 6 photos 27 comments
awwwww is okay. dont feel sorry. im livin throo it :P and thatx a lot. this was jus one of those random poems i write while bored in class haha

on Mar. 11 2010 at 3:36 pm
secrets_of_silence GOLD, Gisborne, Other
12 articles 0 photos 439 comments

Favorite Quote:
life had i loved the more
had it but passed away
as quietly as the day
ebbs from the darkening star.


-emanuel litvinoff

im so sorry about your friend.

But the writings awsome


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