No Idea

 600 Yards, 720 steps and 6 feet under

That's how much far away he is from my home;

I didn't plan it but I got here whilst decided to roam,

If you're wondering what happened,

well it was pretty simple

quarter mile fun turned into a 7 feet of slumber,

right next to me his body oozing with blood;

and all my life came back to me like a flood,

Said I was lucky to survive with just a fracture but

their faces filled with pity were like a punch in the gut;

after all they dragged my love in a box & threw him in a hole like a dead mutt.

A month of hell and still I hear sometimes,

"His funeral service was really good,

& there was a lot of his favourite food.

I'm sorry, he was a really nice guy

he was just too young and didn't deserve to die."

Obviously, I didn't know cause i didn't go;

I tried to but strength disappeared from my body like water in the bottomless pit;

all I could do was sit, cry, drink and just sit.

He still comes to me in dreams sometimes, you know

Says he loves me & tells me to move on;

Or was it me, or my mom, or everyone else,

I can never tell now cause I got no idea whats going on.