Lonely Parted Friends

Lonely Parted Friends

I wasn’t very old, or at least old enough
When I learned how quickly life gets tough
I didn’t wave banners or make a commotion
It shouldn’t have seemed like a strange notion

One second I’m fine and the next I’m not
Left adrift in an ocean with what I was taught
It hardly seemed fair, I really must admit
Yet innocence only lasts as time permits

First there was crying and then came silence
Before long I threw fits and turned to violence
It could hardly fill this hole left in my heart
Perhaps a task to painful to ever let start

First you were here and then you were gone
You left me alone sitting before dawn
You were my friend, my closest dear
And with you left all my good cheer

I don’t know much of this life and death
Or what you thought at your last breath
But I do know my pain, honest and true
The pain I felt from the death of you.

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Posted on February 9, 2014, in Dark, Loss, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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