He was sick, they told me
Really sick
His parents knew
His teachers knew
Even he knew
So how come I didn't?
I used to have a crush on him
My first official 'guy' friend...
I wanted to tell him
But I didn't
I was afraid...
One moment, he's helping me up
With his skinny arms
Showing me that weird claw
He has hanging round his neck...
He's telling me that all parents fight
That it's going to be okay...
I wondered sometimes
Why he didn't run around that much
Why he was so thin
I never asked
I was so afraid...
Then the next thing I know,
He's in the ICU
I didn't really know why
And I didn't visit him
Didn't know what to say
Because I was so afraid...
I went finally
On a Tuesday evening
And i saw Diva's mother outside, crying
I smiled at her
And I still didn't see it
I was just 10 minutes too late
Too late to say goodbye
He was gone, and I wasn't there
Because I was afraid...
I saw him later...
Yellow.
Still.
Eyes half closed
Wearing blue shorts and a yellow shirt
I tried to say something to him
The words lodged in my throat
I was too afraid...
I didn't even go to his memorial service
Because I was afraid
It makes me wonder,
All that much pain because I was afraid
And i keep thinking
About how afraid he must have been...
So afraid...
I'll never know if he still has that claw
Hanging round his neck...
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this is very heart wrenching. it seems that you bottled up your feelings too much. but the write iteslf is very good. i like the format that makes it like a story. it was easy to follow and showed clear feelings. good job and good luck in the contest!
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Wow, this is very deep and sad.
Sometimes holding in our fear can
cost us a whole lot. This is a great
reminder to all of us to open up and
express how we are feeling deep inside.
Great job my friend!
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Its always hard losing someone to death, and you've put the pain into this poem very well. Thank you for entering and good luck!
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I'm so sorry about your loss of your good friend. Shivaan must have been a great, cool guy.
I have often also wondered the exact same thing: why do all the best people die so young and tragically?
It's just the way it is I suppose.
Do not feel guilty for not going to see him. It may be better this way - for you to remember him as alive and playful, not in ICU (which isn't a pretty sight).
Again, I'm sorry for your loss. I know how difficult that must be.
Great write. You really pulled on my heartstrings and had me in tears.
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this poem tells a story and leaves so many question it shows fear and love at the same time great job and im so sorry for the loss
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