literature

Lost

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Literature Text

Another day marks the wounds I've acquired
Another nightfall opens the window to my misery
I've not slept in weeks since these visions plagued me
Writings on the wall like some ancient mystery
Your death came quickly, far too fast for me to see
Your eyes wide as you drew your final breath
My friend I realize it's far too late to save you
All I can do for you now is lay you to rest
Only now I wish I'd done more for you
Instead of always running away
If only I'd listened to your loving voice
As you soft words beckoned me to stay
But I can only hold on your memories
As I can only count on them to remain
Only now my mind is filled with black regret
I only question if I'll live throught the pain
Open to your own interpretation

UPDATE: This is actually dedicated to Mrs. Darlene Bradley. A distinguished woman of God whom passed away only a few weeks after I graduated high school. She was a great friend whom I wish I had treated better when she was alive. It was a day when I was in a funk and all she wanted was a hug for fellowship. Even after I hugged her afterwards, that action still haunts me. I know she forgave me but so much impacted me after that fateful day; hence the question at the end. Mrs. Darlene I miss you and hope to see you again someday on the other side.
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grand-cross7000's avatar
Ahh, memories...both blessing and curse. Chained to the past I can't remember am I. Grudgeholder, yet cannot remember to carry out such things. Such is frustrating. Such is torture.