Death Becomes Friend Poem by Kiara Johnson

Death Becomes Friend



Death become friend,
no its not a sin,
my family hurted me so much,
leaving me with no one to trust,
I hate to fill this way,
but death seems like a better thing,
i hate to bring this feeling in sight,
but i can never hide from leaving fright,
death become friend,
cause no one is hear to listen to me,
to care for me,
to love me,
no, im not crazy,
I just wish to be heard,
but death came,
and offered me a part,
in its heart.

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