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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I stepped off the porch unsteady A memory had crossed my mind again And I began to unwind Come morning light, I'll be gone Its been six years now And I still think of you And what might have been What should have been And that which will never be Come morning light, they'll be gone Shaking, I slide down that wall as slowly As the rivers flowing from my eyes Six years now and without fail Every year the sky weeps with me Come morning light, it will be gone I pound my fists into the wood Tiny splinters in my skin And in my heart Not hard enough to break But to rattle me to my bones And maybe leave a few bruises Come morning light, they'll be gone What lies before my eyes? Nothing but half mown yard And a broken lawnmower With a broken owner With a broken heart Left by a broken man Come morning light, he was gone And tomorrow will leave Me with lingering doubts And guilt trips aplenty Should I have stopped you Could I have? Could we? I ache to remember Tremble trying to forget And come morning light, you were gone The shed door blows shut And a howling wind takes over I shiver and stand defeated The echos of the past running through My mind as it rewinds Come morning light, it shall be gone --------------- This is one of the very few that comes from my heart completely. The aftermath of a suicide from six years ago. It still hurts.
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