Death of a Friend Poem

I wrote this poem from deep within my heart. It is a true poem and I would like to share my version of events the day my friend lost his life. It is about my friend. He was stabbed at my school. I watched him die. I was only 12 when he died and I miss him very much.

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© Laura

Published: Mar 2008

I Watched Him Die

It was a cold and windy November day,
When my friend sadly passed away.
This was the day when a boy with a knife,
took away my friends life.

I shut my eyes,
praying it was just a dream,
But unfortunately it was reality,
the most awful thing I had ever seen.

The knife in his killer's hand went in to him like a dart and ripped his heart apart.

I can still remember his last screams,
and the fear in his eyes,
And his last words were
"I don't want to die"

I can still see him lying there on the ground,
with his own blood all around.

As great big tears rolled down his face,
His killer left without a trace.

He was only 14,
such young age to die,
and it was all because of a boy and a knife.

I remember my deputy head,
looking down on him,
And I kept thinking to myself,
Why isn't she helping him?

He killed my friend and I will never forgive him,
For all the pain his killer's put me through and my friend's family too.

I watched him die,
there was nothing I could do,
And as he died,
a part of me died too.

Now his killer has a life sentence in jail,
Which is good enough for me,
As in my eyes,
Behind bars is were he should be.

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  • by South Africa
  • Nov 2013

I am a single mom of 3 of which my eldest daughter died in a motor car accident. Natanya was a viby 16 year old full of life but sad to say NO JUSTICE to her death as the woman who drove into us has money and can afford to make anything and everything disappear as she says. She walks with a smile and no shame on her face. 5 years and not once could she come to me to say sorry or even pick up the phone to say sorry. Instead she wants me to pay her out for a car she drove into me with :(

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  • by Shannonbalan, USA
  • Jan 2010

omg I'm so sorry Laura to see a friend die must have been hard, I cried when I read this

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  • by lovedeep
  • Jan 2009

I love this poem it reached inside of me and I wish other people read it to .

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