I'm Not Jesus

I don’t have a normal life

All the shit I’ve seen

I’ve witnessed hell,

Places you’ve never been.



I’ve seen my friend get beaten

I saw his final breath

Any idea how that feels?

To see a persons death?



I’m not Jesus

Jesus wasn’t there

He was nowhere to be felt

I had to watch and stare



I did feel Godly

Seeing his light go out

I should’ve gone got help

I should’ve let out a shout



But I didn’t

I didn’t try to help

I didn’t give my comfort

I wanted to hear him yelp



See he wasn’t really my friend

After he crossed me over

I told you I’d get you back

Super fucking nova



17th April 08’

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MisterSuperstar's picture

they were my friend who did me wrong, but they're not dead, just wished it at the time.

Ruth Lovejoy's picture

Not sure how to take this one. It seems like the person written about may have been a friend one time then did you wrong and when they passed there was no remorse because of possible past hurt caused by them. Am I right?