Ryan
What’s it like there,
Where you are?
Is it really how people say it is?
Are you alright?
Or do you cry at night.
Like the ones who have lost you do?
Ryan
How do you survive.
Where you are?
Is it really as horrible as I imagine?
Do you miss your family?
Because I know we miss you.
Life is so hard without you.
Oh dearest Ryan,
We all love you.
Author notes
This is a poem for my cousin. No he is not dead, and I really don't want to write it all here. I will tell you that five years is such a long time away from now, and I'll probably be posting some more poems for him on here, now that I'm better at writing about it. Thank you for reading.
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