A Six Pack Of Hurt

just like that i had been told
from the tone of the voice i could tell it was so
as dad stood there and told me with dread
my friend was no more, and i too felt dead
i fixated on what was wrong with how i felt
all full of something as like before when i dealt
with this very thing, the loss of a friend
all of them to young to meet untimely ends
three different stories i heard later that day
of how it happened but who can say?
i was not there, no, i was not there
so hard to be objective when i was nowhere
for not just recounting but theories were said
i must admit some were from my own head
all i know as i hurt over a six pack
is that my friend is gone and will never come back