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The funeral

The false smiles on the walls of the place I once called home stared me down
I realize everything I once knew was now gone
I was held under a security blanket for so very long
And now I was finally able to escape from the blanket of childhood that held me prisoner
I was never knew how cruel death truly was
Nothing could prepare me for this.
I held my breath as I walked into the sorrow filled room
I felt it swallow me whole
There was the feeling that I was in a game
The sick and twisted game of death
It counted down to your last breath
Stalked you like the helpless prey you were
And took you into its darkness, leaving all of us alone and astray
There was so many memories hidden behind your, now, expressionless and unemotional face
The love I feel and felt will always remain the same
And all I can hope is that you too, will be at my final party waiting for me





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