Dear Michael: Poem

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Dear Michael,
It seemed like yesterday where we all kids
Playing in the sun from dawn til dusk
We would be together everywhere
We were inseparable
Those were the times
Then the hormones kicked in
All we could talk about was girls and sports
We had a list of most important things
1.The boys
Life was more complex dealing with our changing bodies
Everytime we saw a pretty smile we all stared
We all wanted to be the best
We expanded our group
We expanded ourselves
Until we formed our own gang of friends
We would watch movies and go to the gas station
Because they had the best damn chips ever
Highschool came around
Bigger place, new people
New everything
Even new beginnings
You seemed happy
But everything on the inside was tearing you apart
Family fights, family deaths
Dividing the families apart
Until they had enough and the court came in
That’s when it came crashing down for you
When I thought you were at the top of your game
You were at the bottom
Messed with the wrong people
Became some weirdo
I thought you didn’t like me
While I was finding new friends, you were waiting for me
The friend you had all your life
Ol’ Reliable
My homie, my everything
My Everything
That’s what you said when we had that fight
The one fight where bricks flew and TV cracked
Dear Michael,
I wish it didn’t end like that
Dear Michael,
I wish I could say happily ever after
But your mind said no
A manipulative liar that forced you in the dark hole
That I was too scared to help you climb out of
Medications on the table
Just for a break at life
The long thick blade so tempting to the eye
Cut the skin
The skin you thought was full of disappointment
The skin you hated
The skin you wished never existedThe skin you tore open with the sharp blade
Oh, what do I have done Michael?
What could I have done?
I wish I knew more
I wish I could have talked to you more
While you were there crying into a pillow
I was making moves with girls in the willow
But I would never tag you along
And ask what’s been going wrong?
I wish
I could’veBut I didn’t
Standing by the grave
Open casket
The Jordan Jersey for christmas right back at you
Homie I wish you were here
To see all I did
All my degrees, all my money
All the fame, all the success
You would’ve wanted me to have it
It’s the most I could have done
To make you proud
Number one, the boys