R.I.P.C.N (poem, 11/2013)

I remember waking up too fast...you were right before my eyes
wearing nothing but a Fender Strat
and there was music in the air and there was meaning in the song

when t told me you were gone

i remembered all the Hippie-crates, the broken things we couldnt fix

so we just got drunk and carried on

with that music in the air, and such meaning in the song
and now your gone....reunited with your mom

just do me one last favor please: i need you to look out for me
i'm beside my bed i'm on my knees

could you please look out for me?
and help me breathe, and help me see
a life beyond this tragedy
this town without you....a travesty

but i know you lived
like you knew your time was limited

your memory is infinite
good luck and good night

I'll see you when i get there
but i wont leave here without a fight

good bye and good night