I Wish I’d been there the night you called and I wasn’t home.
I Wish I’d been there the next morning when you decided to celebrate Memorial Day
With Vodka.
I Wish I’d been there the moment you wanted that adrenaline rush.
I Wish I’d been there the when you got in that damn car drunk.
I Wish I’d been there when you laughed too hard and lost control of the stupid wheel.
I Wish I’d been there when you crashed in that huge tree with nothing left in your heart.
I Wish I’d been there when they drove you to the hospital.
I Wish I’d been there when the blood in your brain took over your precious life.
I Wish I’d been there even when they pronounced you dead.
I Just Wish I’d been there more than I was.
Rest In Paradise Lucas Ananias’
We Love You Kid.
March 9, 1993 – May 25, 2009
Damn Vodka.
Very good poem. Really brings the emotion forward, especially when you look into the man's name.
ReplyDeleteGood job.