R.I.P

If you are going to be a dick, dont even read from this point on.

So, I need to get some things off my chest. I need to type it out, and yes I do need to click post.
If i dont click post, and instead i just delete it, it wont be the same.
im in a poemy mood, so it might sound in poem form. But, my cousin was found dead in a hotel room on monday, and i have just decided to write a poem, directed as if he was actually reading it..

SO BUZZ OFF IF YOU DONT LIKE IT.

My favorite cousin, yes its true.
My thoughts always return to you.

You died on Monday, the worst on of all.
Here is how I think of you:

You have the baggy sweatpants,
That fit just right, and perfect for doing the WOP

The hoodie, that smells like beer,
and a little bit like pot.

Your glasses that you never lose, but forget to take off
The shoes that always smell and were never new.

Your hair, always washed, but never brushed,
Your bracelet, which is left with me. I will always wear it.

We used to walk that long, but fun, mile to watch them make glass.
We used to walk back, and play in puddles.
I'd be soaked and you'd be perfectly dry.

Our grandmother asked how i could get so dirty on a simple walk around the block.
Little did she know we were actually in the next town over, she would beat our ass.

And you always pretended to be "magic" and made me fly from the logs.
You always protected me from myself, and the bad people in town.
God knows there was many.

Then, when we got older, you'd get drunk, and I'd bring you home.
I'd protect you from yourself. Your suicide attempts, and your foolish fights.

We saved eachother, so many times. But you didnt tell me the rest...
The other drugs you did. The heroine, the acid, the morphine and such.
Kind of odd that duster killed you.

And of everything about your life i wish i knew, i wish i knew why your friends are lying.
What they are hiding. Why they are confusing their stories.

What really happened? Will I ever know?
Did you suffer? Did you die slow?

Of all the things, I wish i knew the ending of our story..



Grammar nazis, and trolls better stay away because this is personal and i have no wheres else to post this, and its the only way im ever going to be able to say goodbye.

 

If you read, i dont have anywheres else to post this, and i feel as if it NEEDS to be posted.

 

Its in off topic. If they are in the "off topic" section, you OBVIOUSLY arent looking for something war related.

And as it says, IF YOURE GONNA BE A DICK, GET THE HELL OFF MY THREAD.

 

Whoever the **** is stealing me, you better hope like hell you dont fail.

 

Babes, i think my family has read enough sad things on FB.
especially with all the lies his "friends" are spreading