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The Knife of You

The Knife of You

A Poem by Nicholas Duboe

My mother passed away November 16th 2020 and this just came out of me months later. Hopefully you can relate.

Wind whips across my cheeks
Strands of hair crowd my view
It feels like eternity crammed in a week
Since the day that I'd lost you.

The pain is different than anything before
The hurt stings with a fresh new flare
It's the feeling of yearning for nothing more
Than to come home and find you there. 

Somehow, we'd laugh it off together
Like it was all some kind of sick joke
As if there never was a cremation, 
No fire or tears or smoke. 

Like I never watched you fade away
Like I never let you leave me
Like I never said goodbye to you
I wish this were true, believe me. 

So, although I'll live the rest of my life
With the knife of you stuck in my chest
I'll hope to see your face once more
When I am finally put to rest. 

© 2021 Nicholas Duboe

Author's Note

Nicholas Duboe
Thank you for reading! Feel free to let me know what you think.

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Added on March 5, 2021
Last Updated on March 6, 2021
Tags: poetry, poem, sad, depressing, death, funeral, passing, love, loved-one, mom, mother


Nicholas Duboe
Nicholas Duboe

Denton, TX

Hello there, my name is Nicholas and I am currently 25 years old. I am a husband, a father and a son. I am also a poet and attempting novelist. I began writing years ago using Booksie, posting many po.. more..