How to Lose a Friend

I sat alone in my chair.
Looking back at him an empty stare.
'What happened? What do you know?'
All I know is what I show.
He asks time and again.
They don't realize I lost my friend.
He took his life that night.
I would have saved him, I might.
I didn't know he felt that way.
Yet they think I have something to say.
They want an explanation.
I need the vacation.
I was the one that lost a friend.
I was not there with him in the end.
Now I hurt inside and out.
But they think I did it without a doubt.
It's killing me to listen to them now.
They don't believe it, that's foul.
In the end I see his reasoning.
I think now, I might just follow him...

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