Turn Back the Clock
Turn Back The Clock
Six months have now passed since I learned of your death
Still grapple with the reality that you no longer draw breath
Taking your own life left me feeling bewildered and shocked
If I could make a Genie's wish this is one reality I like blocked
Hanging yourself at just forty four with so much soul to give
If only I could turn back the clock and make you want to live
You kept many secrets from me , sadly depression was one
I know if I knew there was probably nothing I could have done
It explains so much, the lies, the absences and why you drank
Holding tightly to your secret instead of being morally frank
Whenever you saw me, you hug me so tight and tell me you loved me
Bursting into tears at grocery store realizing you again I would never see
I miss your emails sent monthly with heartwarming pictures attached
Pleading with me to give us another chance if I ever became unattached
Ironically I learned of your death six days after breaking off with other guy
Lives hand dealt swiftly and harshly as from heaven I'm sure you seen me cry
So many incredible happy memories of you I hold dearly in my heart
I feel you around me, you're with me in spirit even though we are apart
I hope your now at peace and happy that Kim and I are chums
Please be our guardian angel and protect us until our time comes
RIP Lee aka Bam Bam .....Love, Pebbles
Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2015
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