Yellow Ribbon

I miss you already

Hold below the

ribbon falls,

off the tree 

and then we crawl.

I hoped this day

would never come.

Now my fears 

are overrun.

Your guns are loaded.

The shells are cased.

Ready and packed.

Its almost your day.

I'm nearly scared 

to death.

Praying never to get

that letter. 

Knowing there's a thousand

more to come,

obstructing the view of

it getting better.

I love you,

is all i can say.

In the end there

will be nothing left,

and my colors will

fade to grey.

Carving and sketching

love in my bones.

Twice written.

Once loved.

Perched on my high

held thrown.

Forever is bounded

by boots, 

and barbed wire.

Cut it short by the

rifle. Bleeding through

your last logics.

Trending your 

loves losing's fire.