once, there was happiness

there once was a happy goer
succumbed to death
after life, before destruction
he was overwhelmed with stress

but after life before stress
he was full of life
not a single thing
was to far to strive

he would always smile
never haunted by something negative
when he cried it was out of joy
oh how he was once so positive

he once had a best friend
guess what happened to him
his best friend was killed
he felt his lfe begin to dim

everything started to fall apart
everyday grew worse
couldnt help but to blame himself
now haunted with remorse

he cried out
in almost physical pain
he could feel it
he was becoming insane

the color of hate
is staining his heart
he just realized
the end is about to start

the happy goer had a girlfriend
they were both completely inseperable
nothing could tear them apart
without eachother they were completley misserable

for a while they were happy
for a long long while
but memorys of his friend came back
the images began to pile

he wondered how it was possible
how did the trajedy occur?
was his friend not looking?
his tears started to pour

oh how he wanted to go back
change it all,
he would
but it wasnt his call

death strikes everyone
mainly those least expecting
believe me
there was nothing he was suspecting

he was haunted by memorys
haunted many years to come
he even gave the name of his friend
to his first born son

one day he just died
everyday feeling worse
he died
with remorse