Gone. By Nyajsha Newkirk

 

Why did it have to be her?

The only one who was

There

When I was

Mad

Sad

Heartbroken

Hopeless

Crushed

And

Drained.

She made me calm

Again.

Now that she is

Gone,

Im back to stage

One.

Nothing.

I keep telling people

“She’s not gone.”

Although,

Even I know that its not true.

I’m mad at everyone!

For not listening,

For not caring,

But, Im mad at God.

For taking such a wonderful person

Away.

I keep asking myself,

“Do I have to be here?”

“Is it worth it?”

Somehow my answer is

Always

“Yes.”

Even though

She’s gone,

I have to live,

No matter

How hard

It might be.