Left Behind

One of two best friends dies; how will the one alive cope?

Left Behind

 

By : Alasse Fefalas

 

Is that you knocking?
Is that you whispering?
Is that you calling?
Is that you tapping?

 

I'm flying high
In this dream of mine
I don't see me cry
In this fantasy of mine

 

Is that your voice?
Is that your smell?
Is that your presence?
Is that your being?

 

I'm just running
From the painful reality
Where you're not here
And I'm all alone

 

Am I just hearing things?
Am I just feeling things?
Am I just seeing things?
Am I just dreaming?

 

You left me behind
And went off alone
You showed me strong
But know me weak

 

Can I hear from you once more?
Can I feel your touch once more?
Can I smell your smell once more?
Can I believe in you once more?

 

And now I'm crippled and torn
Broken down in front of you
Useless, useless to you now
For you have left me behind

Author's Note

Review please! ;)

Reviews

[Brenda Sue]

Exactly the way I felt where my late husband passed away. It is almost like you looked into my soul and the world of widowhood. Wonderfully penned. Great job.

[Adela Muresan]

This is so sweet...even dough it's very sad, and the emotions are very palpable.
Nice flow.

A.M.

[Lyrical Love]

Great sentiment.
Honest heart bleeding for a void
that has been left behind.
Nice flow as well.

[.:Naiira Harlow:.]

So sweet and endless questions. I find it interesting that you can make it run so smoothly. Great job!
-Twilight

[Nely Amorim]

I do find this piece interesting without going too far into the endless questioning, it flows smoothly thank you for sharing:)

[MandarinOranges]

I agree with Leah. I especially liked the use of questions with no answers. Nice write, I enjoyed reading it.

[Leah Maldonado]

I really liked to repation it worked out pretty well, and its hard to pull off. it was very beautiful, nice work
Leah