The Loss Of A Friend

There Is No Pain Like The Pain Felt After The Loss Of A Friend
Someone You Thought Would Be There A Rider Until The end
One Night In December And Another Year In November
I Cried My Eyes Out Like Yesterday I Cant Stand That I  Remember
I Was Working Both Nights , In The Same Exact Place
Scrolling Down My NewsFeed I Found Out The Same Exact Way
With My Heart In My Stomach I New It Wasn't True
Until A News Article Confirmed That Indeed It Was You.
My Throat Began To Swell And So It became Hard To Speak
And Though I Felt Like Walking My Knees Had Gotten Weak
December's Tragedy I Couldn't Believe My Boy Was Shot Dead
How Could He be Gone ? The Tears Began To Shead .
A Week Earlier He Had Just Turned 18
It Fucked Me Up Inside To Bury Him Beneath The Green
The Funeral Was Hard But Somehow I Managed
To Hold It All Together Even With All The Damage .
Now 2 Years Later In The Month Of November
I Lost Another Friend Who Didn't Make It Home To Dinner
All That I Could Do Was Ask God Why?
I Dropped Down On My Knees And Couldn't Help But Cry
So Now Every Winter Im Overwhelmed With There Memories
When I Just Wish They Were Home Deep Inside Its Still Killing Me  
With Time I Learn To Cope But I Still Feel No Different
I Think Of Them Everyday And sometimes I Even Go To Visit
You Ask Me What Pains Me Most ? Excuse The Tears Before I Begin
But Nothing Hurts More Than The Loss Of A Friend