My Friend Named Smurtle
I was taken from the world I knew
thrust into an unfamiliar life,
Darkness seemed to overtake me
chaos, anger, confusion, strife,
Removed from the place I loved so dear
and forced to go astray,
What was I to do? What was going to happen?
The questions greatly lay,
My family was taken, my school, my home
and all of my dear, dear friends,
Seemingly lost without them, and crying in my bed
my pain, my suffering, finally ends,
You were the person I looked to see
the one I hoped to find,
Laughter and joy, happiness and peace
our worlds were intertwined,
Your friendship grabbed me by the hand
and kept me out of depression,
You were the one I prayed for
and I kept hoping we would see no cession,
The light of my day in the dark of the night,
even when things seemed to hard to handle,
Never diminishing, never extinguished
Shining like a brightly lit candle,
One day I was taken from the unfathomable place
When I went to back world I had left before,
Life seemed not merely to close
but to harshly slam the opening door,
I was leaving the world that I had dread
but certain thoughts seemed resonate in my mind,
I was leaving all the fear and all the chaos
but I was also leaving you behind,
You were the key that opened my locked heart
the one who showed me what friendship was about,
You were the water, you were the soil
I, was the little growing sprout,
The year that I was taken was the absolute worst year of my life
the struggles away from you were too much to bear,
But you always looked after me, you always took watch of me
showering me with your care,
I could never repay for what you have done
I go on missing your face still,
You made the worst year also be labeled the best
I could never forget you, and I never will.
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