Death becomes close

DEATH BECOMES CLOSE.
I never knew how close death was
Until I knew this friend
Which I have received tragic news about
Telling me he's dead
No heroic death
No war
No fight
Nothing grand
It was out of hand
An unstable stand
In a balcony
In his homeland
It hit me hard
Too hard I think
I couldn't speak
I couldn't blink
Such youth and hopes
By his death destroyed
A death that was unexpected
One he could not avoid
He'd still to drive
And go to college
Have a good job
And a happy marriage
But his life was cut short

I never knew death was so close
Until I knew this friend
A sense of humor a great smile
Yet his life had come to an end.
He was too young to die
Too early a goodbye.
He still had so much to achieve in his life
There were so many things
In his life left to do
Dreams left undone
And yet to achieve
Dreams now forgotten
Deep in his grave
But under God's will
This was it, He was through.
He's life was cut short
Right through the roots
On to his head from a balcony he flew
And so did his dreams
But then again most dreams do

Death seems so close now
Closer than I think
While crossing a street
Or having a drink
Those last few seconds
To him must have been years
It's hard to forget him
To dry up our tears
Now it'll be tough living
Facing this fear
Fear of dying
Fear of crying
Fear of tears to be shed over me
Tears of crying
Tears of pain
Tears in vain
Tears that won't bring me back again.