Echo

written when a friend of mine told me they wanted to commit... thank god they didn't...

The empty seat on the bus
echoes the empty seat in class,
echoes the empty space in my heart.

You were torn from us,
the ones who cared the most,
and i was left devastated.
I can't take missing you much longer...

I know I'm soon to follow...
Could you wait a little longer?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We miss people and things when they are gone. A very strong short poem. I like the ending. We hope one day to catch up with the good people in a life. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Rossen]

wonderfully written poem, bravo