For a Friend

My dear friend, the timing that we had was abrupt.
The times we spent were so quick to come, so quick to go, to leave, its left
Just a week ago you had something to show me, a simple story bout punching fists, gangs, the whollleee dragggg of life.
I remember looking deep and recognizing a spark in your eyes, a fun loving smile.

Now the melody you played casts pretty ripples of sorrow
And all your instruments have washed onto the other shore
so how are you doing now as a wave thats striding infinity?
you probably feel a little sad yet you smile from exploration
A wish for your well being from past confrontations, and past conversations, the pasts always waiting. . .
To put a vice on you and call you back to remember, pointing to a sky of better weather. Well remember that Decembers just a temporary thing. And all though I feel sad, man its good in a way. You were just one of the suns rays and I cast praise on the ways you interplayed in my days. Haha.
So lay back and be easy, its hard here but ill hold it down as the circle of existence spins round and we grow our roots into the ground just to get em plucked up. It might be fucked up but just silence the sound. As the sirens surround and the familys gather, the symmetry of simplicity is getting back at you.
Peace and Love