To a departed

about the gone


The tears were alien and cold

I had never cried before, not this way

Each tear felt like my heart breaking a little more

Each felt like the words I could never say

Because once their gone, their gone

And I never managed to say goodbye

I regret it more each and every day

But to say I’m still sad is a lie

Because I realised that he is happy now

He is free, free of hurt and pain

He can live in a place of happiness and and no pain

and maybe live to be born again

The End

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