One Hour Left

To Cherish What Will Be No More.

"One hour is left for me

 within the distant fog.

 Have you ever cried

 for someone - anyone?

 Distance from the mirror 

 just before a pale moment.

 Have you ever sung a song

 for the dead that's alive?

 It makes room for sadness

 to ambush silently within.

 

 To break happiness 

 at any costs to hold them.

 Again and again it's about

 you - lead the memory.

 Tell them that you stood 

 proud beside death.

 And with a swift smile

 of no return to begin.

 Decay the bad we had

 and give birth to the new.

 For an hour ago 

 i almost left here.

 Without a single word

 and no breath to say...

 I'm sorry for this

 but i must leave you

 all alone again. 

 Cherish this moment 

 and keep me close

 within your heart for

 i'm never really gone."

 'The dead that still loves, is never really dead.' 

 

Reviews

[Beautiful Disaster_33]

Intensely written my friend
I hope things are okay with you?! Such saddness within your poems as of late...
In thoughts for things to brighten within your life

Makes me think of things I've walked from...