March Free Write
Have you ever loved someone more than yourself? Then perhaps you should read this poem. It is about the one who changed everything in a crazy world.
Turning and running is what happened.
Running and screaming is what I heard.
Screaming is what came out of everyone but one.
But one was the one who cared.
The one that cared is gone and can’t ever, ever come back.
That one can’t ever come back, he is gone.
He is gone because he was there when I really needed him.
I really needed him because I was scared.
I was scared because I wasn’t at home.
I wasn’t at home because I was alone.
I was alone because I couldn’t be around people.
I couldn’t be around people because I was mad.
I was mad because I wasn’t allowed to be around the one who cared.
I wasn’t allowed to be near him because he was trouble.
He was trouble because he defended people when being picked on.
He defended them because he was once one of them.
He was one of them because once he was going through a rough time.
He went through a rough time because he was misunderstood.
He was misunderstood because he looked scary.
He looked scary because he was dark and wore makeup.
He wore makeup because he wanted to be an actor~super bad.
He wanted to be an actor because his father was one but died in a show.
He died because he was accidentally shot with a gun.
He was shot because a guard switched the gun by mistake.
The mistake killed the emotion of the caring guy.
The guy that cared is the one I loved.
I loved him because he listened.
He listened when I needed someone to.
I needed someone to listen because I was in a dark fearful place full of pain and agony and I will write this single message a hundred times until someone listens.
“Keep hold of the one you love and tell them that every day because you may not be able to tell them again.”
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