Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Tribute

full title: A Tribute (5/16/07 <3you EDS)

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Current mood: crushed

Mr. Lucas.
Jenna.
Pop Pop.
DJ.
Danielle.

It seems like they keep hitting closer and closer to home.
I don't really even know what to type.
It seems like I should say something about
life being short
and living each day fully
but how can I?
It was supposed to pour down rain all day today
but it didn't.
That probably made the day a little less depressing.
We were supposed to have volleyball today
but we didn't.
It wouldn't have been the same...
no one's heart would've been in it.
Mr. Lucas should've still been here teaching,
but he wasn't.
And that feels like an old bruise-
You thought it was healed until you bump it again to bring on a new pain.
Danielle should've been at school today
but she wasn't.
Who knows what could've happened to change that.

I guess what I want to know is why.
Why does God let this happen?
I thought I knew, but I guess I don't.
Why don't I cry when this happens?
I feel the remorse.
The tears act like they're coming
But they never do.
And then I sit there feeling guilty while others cry their eyes out
And I'm sitting there in stony-eyed silence

Danielle was an amazing person.
I don't think anybody on our volleyball team didn't like her.
I didn't know her as well as I'd like to think.
But it still hurts.
We love you Erika D.
You'll always be in our hearts,
And never forgotten.





It seemed appropriate then...
I guess it is now too...
This is just something I wrote:

Do you know what it's like
To bury a friend?
A classmate
A soulmate
Secrets, Stories, Laughs
Hold on to the memories;
They always last

Do you know what it's like
To bury a child?
A youth
A kid
Innocence, Naive, An unforgotten past.
Hold on to the memories;
They always last

Do you know what it's like
To bury a girl
A girlfriend
A best friend
Grace, Beauty, Charm
Hold onto the memories;
As you held her in your arms

Do you know what it's like
To bury a daughter
A companion
A friend
Losing a daughter, it's hard to describe
Hold on to the memories;
They'll keep you alive

Live for her,
Your friend,
Your child,
Your girl,
Your daughter.
Her time was up
Our second chance is now
Don't give up
Show her how
You'll live your life
And make her proud
And then, one day,
Join her,
At her home in the clouds

Then you're together,
Never to be torn apart
She's just as you remembered her,
As you carried her in your heart.

1 comment:

  1. comment posted on may 16, 2007 at 9:07pm

    i agree.. it hurts

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