A Long Night's Journey Into Day
Poem Number One (Free Verse) for CWR
How do I describe
my slow decay?
Wasted in the street,
the last time I held your hand
only for a moment
I remember.
What was it that you told me?
"never again, never again";
Like a thousand graves
turned over
Like the accidental murder
of a friend.
A friend you were.
A friend you'll never be
to me again.
I still wake up
thinking I'm beside you
Your shallow breath
behind my ear.
Your arm draped
across my trembling shoulder
Where are you now?
How can I resign
from you
Who meant my very being;
The beating of my heart
cannot explain.
"no matter what"
you would whisper...
A long and tearful sigh
when I was leaving...
the panic of the thought
"she won't return".
Where is that now?
My angel that once begged me
to believe that I was beautiful
to believe that we would always be?
Torn from me!
A million Sunday's wear
my deepest sorrows
and leave me lost
to seek the world
for answers.
Of how a soul so intertwined
with mine
could turn its back
on a dying wreck
that only needed a touch
from your hand
to live again.
I am broken...
shattered and torn.
Memories I can't erase
that twist and contort
behind my phony smile.
I want you to bring it back!
Return that light I gave to you!
The only light I ever had.
You were my beginning,
you have inherited my end.
I cannot weave my way
through this alone.
There is too much to lose.
And though you arent thinking
somewhere in the recesses of your mind
you must know
it was a tradgedy to let this go...
so long!...
we both froze,
in that pale moment,
and became visages of bodies
merely carrying on.
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Poem Number One (Free Verse) for CWR
Poem Number One (Free Verse) for CWR
