Come Morning Light
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
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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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