Get Your Premium Membership

Graveyard

They are gone; but not I I am alive. I am alive. Some say the hurt ebbs -over time- But, alas my child Time is fuel for loneliness Trust me, I know. Let's take a walk through the graveyard Like the good old times Maybe then These memories will fade. Thank you, again And know, one day If we meet again May it be among fond memories Not the pain of forgetting. So let's walk to the graveyard where our friendship was tied Stay alive. Stay alive. Stay alive 'til I die. Back to that old place where our memories collide. Whether dead or alive That's where memories collide.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things