2106
2106…
2106…
21…
06…
2
1
0
6
That number means a lot to me
It’s not just a number
It’s a place
A place where I feel accepted
A place where I feel alive
A place where every mistake can be fixed
A place where hard work is recognized
It is my happy place
Not mine but for everyone who knew the on person who made it special
She was the nicest person in the world
Sweeter than a sugar-coated, rainbow flavored gummy drop
She loved everyone
Even the pessimistic emo kid who cussed during an impromptu speech and broke the rules on a daily basis
And then she was taken away
For reasons I don’t even know
When I heard the news
It was like tasting a poopie flavored lollipop
On the outside I seemed to be unshaken
But on the inside I was crying a river of teardrop tattoos and blood stained wrists
2106 became a curse that day
It was toxified with the strongest poison Hell had to offer
The mood of the room changed
The love was gone
I felt rejected
The warmth faded and the air became ice
And it was on this day I learned
“Nothing gold can stay”
Spikes made it special
Spikes put the love in it
Spikes was 2106
And now we, her children, are torn apart
Spikes…
We miss you…
We need you…
We love you…
