Elegy To My Friend-a poem

My friend, you are gone
But I am still here.
You have left,
And I am left behind.

My friend, you’re in peace,
I’m in torment.
You’re with God,
I’m among demons.

My friend, I took you
From your family,
I have to live with that
And the coinciding guilt.

My friend, I took away
You from your fiancé
Days before your blessed
Union of marriage.

My friend, your scholarship
For university football sits
Void, but still a reminder of
What the future held.

My friend, you’ve made your peace
With God and are in rest.
I’m trying to make peace
With your tormented family.

My friend, your picture sits
Staring happily at me.
I look at it and I sit
Staring into the void.

My friend, I’m coming to terms
With the fact you’re gone.
And I’m coming to terms
With the fact I’ll never see you again.

My friend, I’ve considered
All that I’ve done,
And I’ve considered death.
But that wouldn’t do at all.

My friend, I’m sorry.
I keep wishing for a miracle
That could bring you back,
But I know that’s impossible.

Therefore, my friend
I will say farewell to you,
Accept the blame for the accident
And prevent it from happening again.