I Won'T Forget
The rain runs down my finger tips,
And drops slowly to the ground;
The world around me is roaring by,
But I can’t hear a sound;
I stare at the granite in front of me,
As the words become a blur;
Not comprehending what they say,
This “was” and “when” and “were”;
The sorrow digs in deeper,
Threatening to overflow;
How can I draw another breath,
Right now I just don’t know;
I feel the pain well up inside,
Ripping me apart;
As I sit send a silent plea,
To still my beating heart;
I fear facing the day alone,
Since you’ve left my side for good;
Trapped beneath six feet of earth,
In your coat of solid wood
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2011
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