My Lost Friend
I always think of this shit randomly,
Had a best friend that I lost so tragically.
Before he left this world I think that he was mad at me.
Ponder it so much I wonder how I ever got the time
To count the sheep or fall asleep.
Now the ceiling’s just a canvas for the memories I keep,
Digging through the silence, yeah, the rabbit hole is deep.
Wishing for a rewind, maybe just a "how you doing?" When im sleep.
Instead I'm in the ruins of a bond now a blueprint.
Built a house of "what ifs" and I’m living in the attic,
Tuning out the world just to focus on the static.
They say time heals, but I aint got the time to have it
I repeat the things we joked about outta habit.
Now I pour it on the keys, let the rhythm take the weight,
Turning all that heavy "sorry" into something great.
Ill miss you bro, i think thats all ive got left to say.
Losing a close friend is one of the most profound and challenging experiences anyone can face. From personal experience, I’ve found that the emotional turmoil following such a loss often comes in waves—moments of deep sadness, regret, and sometimes even anger. Like the poem expresses, the silence left behind can feel overwhelming, and it’s natural to dwell on "what ifs" or moments left unsaid. One of the most helpful ways to cope is by channeling these emotions creatively, just like the poem’s author describes. Whether it’s through writing, music, art, or simply talking with others who understand, expressing grief can be a powerful tool to gradually ease the pain. The metaphor of "pouring it on the keys" resonates deeply—turning heavy guilt or sorrow into something beautiful not only honors the lost friend but also helps the mourner heal. Additionally, it's important to remember that grief doesn’t follow a fixed timeline. The saying "time heals" may feel frustrating when you’re in the thick of it, but gradually, time alongside self-compassion and support can soften the intensity of the emotions. It’s okay to revisit memories and have moments of sadness; these are signs of love and connection. Connecting with others who have experienced loss can also bring comfort. Online communities or local support groups provide spaces to share stories and advice, helping people realize they’re not alone in their feelings. Holding on to the positive memories, like the poem’s "ceiling as a canvas," can serve as a tribute to the friendship and guide one towards acceptance. Through my own journey, I’ve learned that grief is a deeply personal experience, but creative reflection and seeking connection can turn it into a source of strength and understanding. If you’re navigating a similar loss, know that while the pain may feel endless, your story and expression have the power to bring meaning and healing over time.




































































