Untitled Oct. 2017A Poem by TinxSecond piece id written for my brother who passed this October.
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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