(if u dont know what yaoi is then i'll tell u it is when two boys love each other)
On the inside I died.
On the outside I cried.
When he told me the news,
and how his friends would refuse.
The help he much needed,
even though he pleaded.
He handed me a note,
and showed me the poems that he wrote,
They all had to do with a knife,
or ending his own life,
but what got me is why,
he wanted to die,
Why would people turn him away,
just because he thought he was gay.
He called me up late one night,
told me he and his parents got into a fight,
said he loved me as more than a friend,
apoligized and told me I would understand in the end.
He began to sob as he told me how he lied,
and that's when my best friend died.
The phone went dead as he collapsed on the floor,
and when I found him my black heart tore,
My love, my life, lay there on the ground,
and the police sighed at what they found.
Two boys who were in love,
one on the ground and one above,
Two lovers who were denied,
true love they were lucky to find,
On the farewell notes, both dead boys wrote
I loved him with all my heart,
And this is my fresh start,
In our graves we lay together,
Now we can be in love forever,
No one there to tell us its wrong,
for each other we both long.
Home 
Sat Feb 17, 2007 5:33 pm
*sniffles.* Thats sad. Your not to bad at poetry.