Reads: 210  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
About a teacher

Submitted: April 09, 2007

A A A | A A A

Submitted: April 09, 2007




"Hey Dude he's gone. Emerick is dead."...Peal away these me know I'm real, let me see my blood let I'm real...Let me know I'm normal...let me I hold him with me forever, embedded in scar tissue.

"Sorry you had to find out through Myspace. He passed away July 21, 2007."

Emerick--Go home Guys seriously, I can't go home until you guys go" Let me erase his blue eyes, Let me erase his smile...wash his memory away... an unwanted stain on an already ruined body... "He was throwing up a lot"...slice hard shed that year...cut him to pieces...let him go. Let go. Let go. Let go. Like flowers let seeds go . Like the Santa Anna cries never heard, let her carry him away.

"Acid in his stomach made a hole in his throat."

Bury him deep tuck him down away wrap those years away, let him fade. Try and forget because your life moved on.


© Copyright 2019 Emerick North. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments: