Tragedy In Black
It was so long ago; I vividly recall that night.
My OBSESSION with your love led me to this plight.
In that big house I was lost and alone,
With only a friend's distant voice on the phone.
She recognized the thoughts of suicide I had on my mind,
Speaking up, her words were hard, but soft and kind.
I never understood how those who commit suicide could make life so cheap,
Until that night, when I JEALOUSLY peered into the BLACK, BLACK deep.
The TRAGEDY of one suicide never came to be,
Because of her kind words to me.
I pass the wisdom she spoke on to you,
"There is no one worth it under the sky so blue.
Love only makes it if it can take the pain,
No matter the hardships, the kind of love that will always remain."
So I tell you to live your life with only this notion,
Love only the one who can return that devotion.
by Dan Cwiak
written 8/26/15
For Tragedy In Black Contest
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