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Author: Insane Person of the Darkness
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst - Reviews: 12 - Published: 10-16-02 - Updated: 10-16-02 - id:1016368

A/N: This is a poem that I wrote for a friend. She died on Friday, October 11th, from leukemia. I’d really appreciate it if I didn’t get any flames on this.

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Every Day Goes By

It happened again,

I don't know what to do.

I went to her wake last night,

And I got a heavy feeling,

A feeling that wasn't new.

As I looked upon her face,

I broke down into tears.

And I'll never forget the way she looked,

Not even in a million years….

She looked so peaceful,

As if she were asleep.

But I knew that this wasn't true,

And that was when I began to weep.

Why did she have to go?

That is all I really want to know…

They said she was doing so much better,

But they knew that she wasn't…

And now we all miss her so.

I stood before the casket,

And prayed upon my knees.

The crying never stopped,

Oh God, help me please.

I don't want to go through this,

Not this again.

I'm losing the people I love so much,

And I'll never see them again.

They won't be there,

To hold, to talk to, to touch…

But I know I'm not the only one

Who feels this way.

She touched all our lives,

And we'll all think about her-

Every day.

We all gave her our support,

And much of our time.

Money was raised for her,

We all thought she was going to be fine.

Then one Friday,

We all found out,

That our dear friend passed on,

And we were all horrified.

That could be seen-

Without a doubt…

The whole freshman class

Was crying.

Crying so much,

That the shadows would never pass.

People got comfort

From those they did not know.

Hugs were passed around,

We all let our feelings show…

I snap back to reality

As I finish saying my prayer.

All these thoughts run through my mind,

And now I really miss her.

I leaned upon my father,

As we walked out to our car.

I'll never forget a friend,

As dear as our Jennifer.

My prayers will always be with her. And as every day goes by,

My friends and I,

Will think of her…

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Jennifer Marie Van Scoy

1988-2002

R.I.P

A/N: Let me know how this was. Remember- PLEASE no flames.

To all you that read my story: I'm sorry, but I think "What Are We Doing Here?!" is going to be put on hold for a while. I apologize for this,

But I sorta lost the humor part of it. I'm going to rewrite it in story form, then It will be up again. Sorry about that guys…

~ Lady Éowyn



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