Untitled Oct. 2017

Untitled Oct. 2017

A Poem by Tinx
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Second piece id written for my brother who passed this October.

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Gone away
Far away are those
Simple days
So afraid
When I open my eyes
How did the sun still rise?
A lesson learned in time?
I'm sure that lessons mine
Call it what you will
I forfeit standing still
I wanna burn and fly
I wanna crash and lie
There's no air or ground
There's no safe or sound
But There's that wake up call
I'm here; I let you fall
Wrought with, distraught and, too caught in the pain
Choking and seething no rest or redeeming
I'm screaming and screaming and why can't I hear me?
Repeating repeating this senseless reprieving
The cost and the lost and the loss of your being
The whole f*****g world should have gotten to see it
So many endings, this ones upending;
Unending, it's claiming my mind.
I can't contain it
My piece of this pain it's
Bitter and cold and it thrives
On us , left here to survive
As the world oh it
throbs and it writhes
Deafened by all those who cry
All those forcing goodbyes
All those who cherished your life...

I close my eyes
We're fourteen again...
There's so much ahead.

© 2017 Tinx


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Added on December 28, 2017
Last Updated on December 28, 2017
Tags: Loss, death

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Tinx
Tinx

Lakeland, FL



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