The Suicide
I did not love you,
Nor do I now...
Life burrowed deep in you...I thought.
Nor know I how
You took it away...and sought
To ease the pain,
To stop the rain,
and die.
I did not know you,
Nor do I now...
You left earth and sky...to dark.
Nor did I allow
your killing - so swift and stark
to take my breath
To lure my death
And cry.
I did not mourn you,
Nor do I now
I despise the act of Hate...the shot.
Nor can I endow
Your despair - your lonely fear
to grasp my memory
to cease me to be...
Goodbye.
Copyright © Patricia Langston-Moran | Year Posted 2009
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