An Open Wound of Broken Heart
Behind the eyes of me
There is a hidden mourn
An open wound of broken heart
Still paint a blood, a pain, a scar
Takes time to heal, yes do I know
Yet losing you, pain never goes
Even after years you passed away
But life for me is not the same
This path of life without you beside
Feels unbearable at times
No strength, no passion, no energy or power
To climb the mountain, to move on without you
It feels impossible to carry on
But a smile and long deep breath, I stood up strong
Losing a best friend is unforgettable. Life without her is not the same either and no other friends out there could replace the love, the power, the passion, and the friendship me and Anna once share. Anna saved my life from a drive by shooting which instead shot and killed her. Before that incident happen, we were at school holding hand skipping along the grass chasing butterflies. Braiding flowers together and giving each other hugs, kisses, and special best friend promise. Skipping home from school, Anna mother came whacking her with a broom stick. I went to help Anna and got hit along with her. By then, a drive by shooter discharges its gun and Anna saved me from being hit. She was on top of me as we both fall hitting the red dirt. Anna died as I held her crying.
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