The Price



Written about the loss of a friend

A life so full of happiness is empty now,

A future filled with promise is now just unfilled dreams.


She spent hours in solemn solitude too scared to reach

for friends,

She spent days thinking over the choices she could have



She learned to hate for what had been taken from her,

She learned to think only of the moment, forgetting

everything has a consequence.


She reached into her past yet found only confusion,

She reached into her future yet saw only loneliness and



Lost inside herself she fought to get free,

Lost inside someone else she searched for who she

wanted to be.


Now, lost altogether she played her hand against death,

She paid the price with her life,

But did she win?


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