So this next blog post is gonna be a bit different. Probably not much like the poems you normally read. Hope you enjoy it.
The Hourglass
The earth shattering slam of the wooden door
lay in reminisces of chalky slivers.
A fist of iron, and a body of rock
now crouches against a wall
using it as a boulder of support.
No other news could have been as
life shattering
life changing
life altering.
He will
Never be the same
What could be better than
a friend in a time of need.
Care and comfort,
sharing of thoughts.
A victim
a declared host for
a growing intruder in his brain
that will one day,
take complete dominance.
I, the friend could help with
nothing.
I could do,
nothing
I could only watch and assume
things will be okay.
Years of friendship.
The uncountable memories
Ice cream wars, popcorn fights
staying up late emailing
chasing each other in the park.
Now all was nothing but a moving picture
trying to burn itself
into the deepest depths of my mind.
Heart to heart
mind to mind
hand in hand
staring at the night sky.
The glistening of hope
shooting across the forbidden depths
of eternity.
Oh how we wished
life could be
filled with hope
"Time is running out"
he had one last wish
"Be my girl"
The one guy that I would
laugh
cry
drool
punch
and fight with
only had eyes for me.
Blinking up a storm,
trying to meander through
the vortex of confusion and shock
which enveloped me in a craze.
What could I possibly say?
The ticking of the bomb never diminishes
the seconds get closer
to forever darkness
and here I stay
unable to make a judgement
Yes or No
three letters
or two?
Torture haunting like a lurking shadow
constantly following me with pain.
But in the end,
my words hurt him
more than his words could ever
hurt me.
Not long after,
the raven flew across the sky,
closing his chapter
with no last goodbye.
But I did receive a letter
and let me tell you,
it sure made me cry.
The words
"I will always love you,
you've saved my life"
etched into the pale
but ragged paper.
Yet I won't ever know
how
or
why.
Who could help, but let the tears
pour like faucets from their eyes
It wasn't till then that I finally realized
I was too late.
All this time I realized,
I was running away
from the words I was scared he'd say.
But in reality
I had forgotten
the promise we made
that he
and I
would be
each others confidants
forever.
What hurts the most
is watching you leave.
Never did I want to say
goodbye.
Yet now I know
that in life
the hourglass keeps draining.
The sand keeps spilling,
sometimes you can flip it over
and start anew,
but other times
the glass falls off the table
and you are left
with what you can't undo.
Don't wait until that moment
where you wish you could redo
the little things in life.
Don't wait to realize
Don't wait to realize
you were
a little too late.
In memory of my great friend Matt, who left this world way too soon. Missing you day after day. In our hearts forever bud!
Thanks for reading! Hopefully that wasn't too long and a drag to read. I figured I would try a way to write it so that it wasn't direct story telling.
Here's a few songs. They are all sadder songs, that don't result in a happy ending. Give them a listen if you're up for it!
Here is Rascal Flatts ~ What Hurts the Most
Sam Tsui ~ Bring Me the Night
Yuya Matsushita~ Last Dance '06
Music is for healing! <3
Till Later!!
JLogging It~ JoLee
JLogging It~ JoLee
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