Reflections Of You

this was written in memory for my brothers, Grandpa, as well as two of my best friends who have all passed away.

Reflections Of You

We hoped it might pass

That it wouldn’t last-

You faced it alone some time in the night.

I should have been here

To say one last goodnight-

I wonder if you knew it from the start

Your eyes let out that hopeless stare-

As you gaze to the end of it all

You met death with such flair-

My eyes are dry, but my tears flow inside

When I gaze in the mirror I think I see you-

When we were ignorant

And time seemed infinite-

A crack appears on this smooth surface

Where it breaks it takes down your visage-

Destroys that one image

I stare at myself again-

It’s over the leaves fell too soon.

Summer was beginning, but winter’s cold ice set in,

And destroyed that which could have been

Everything that we began-

Now I stand here in our favourite place

I think back and remember

Long we enjoyed both laughter and shame-

Now I wish everything could be the same

If not for me, for those you held dear,

I do wish that you could still be here

Theses sad things that followed

Could you have stopped them?

Or did time’s great design-

Plan this all along?

When you gazed in your crystal ball-

Did you glimpse this fate

Did you see the end of it all?

I hope you were happy-

With blissful ignorance

When you said; “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Wherever you are I hope flowers still bloom.

Cover that darkness and shut back your doom

Once you said: “I’m with you to the end.”

That saying held no meaning-

The never seem to, until death’s scythe stilled your breathing,

I still have tomorrow

But you ended on yesterday-

It’s hard to move one

But I know though you’re gone, you’d want me to stay strong,

Today I saw your face

This one last time-

Wrapped in death’s embrace

I hope your pain is gone-

I touch your cold cheek

I’ll sing your last song-

The one that you threw out

And said sounded wrong-

Someday I hope we’ll meet again

In a place where light shines-

I know you will wait ‘til then

For now I’ll walk alone-

Author's Note

Feel free to be brutally honest.

Reviews

[Psychotic Lily]

Ah sh*t
You took the words right out of month.
This is how I was feeling every time to go visit the hospital and I'm trying hard to hide my depression and anxiety.But I pray that she will live through this. Please don't let Death embrace her yet...

This is beautiful! Good job