Goodbye
Sitting,
There,
Wondering,
What will happen next.
Trying,
To grasp air,
Trying,
To catch the last breath.
Looking,
Up,
At you,
Looking for an answer.
My time has come,
To parish,
And,
Leave everything behind.
You,
Tell me,
To stay strong,
But I can't fight anymore.
Just,
Leave me there,
To say,
My last goodbyes.
Copyright © Becky Takacs | Year Posted 2008
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