A Friends Death

I still remember hanging out with him it was like if it was just yesterday but its been 6 yeasts since his death. 

we were walking home from the corner store back to my house we had seen a black suburban following us on our way home we didn't really care so we just kept walking and talking. When we fot home we stayed inside my house until 1 am we went to my front porch smoking and talking about all the crazy things we have done in our lives. We had seen the same black truck pass by my house a couple times but we didn't really pay attention to it until the last time they passed.

I saw them roll down the window and take out a gun I was too slow to react to it they were aiming at me and when he shot he got in the way and they got him instead I saw the bullet go right thru his chest as he fell to the ground caught you and they left I picked him up and layex him on my lap I prayed and yelled for him to breath I called the cops and the ambulance I kept telling him their on their way their on their way dont give up on me please dont give up on me I need you I need you but it was already too late

the day of your funeral I was the last one to leave I talked to you at your grave telling you ot wad suppose to be me in that casket not you. I prayed for him everytime wishing he could,come back even thou I knew he wasn't.

after his death I saw no point in life I saw no point in breathing I thought I was a waste of hair a waste of space on this earth. I tried to commit suicide I tried to overdose on drugs I cut myself I did everything just to get rid of the pain of his death but I couldn't. . I miss him so much that everything I do all me success goes to him if it weren't for him I wouldn't even be here right now I would be dead and which is what I deserved 



R.I.P Fernando gone but never forgotten ill meet you up there one day homie we miss you and love you so much