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I can't understand it. I guess acceptance is just not allowed. In a picture
imperfect world where souls silently suffer and thier bodies coldly fall to the
ground.My heart left hollow. My mind filled with questions. The truth accompanied
by a guilt stricken concience found.Different places in conversation with him left
scrambling in my mind. The emptiness I feel when I realize he will no longer be
around. A happy smile for every thousand tears. A mind twisting sequence. My
watery eyes have not yet disappeared. Those last moments with him
unkwowingly drowning in my own ignorance. My mind now collapsing
remebering my blank second sense. Forgiving the peers around him who
unkowingly dimmed the happy spirit he possesed. Only a bright light I noticed of
innocence,kindness, and incredible happiness. He cheered my day with each
caring hello. Little appreciated at the time ,treated like a blessing to my memory
now. He took a piece of everyone whose lives he touched. Onlookers with heavy
hearts and sad eyes. He was loved and he will be missed very much.
Copyright © Juliet Herrera | Year Posted 2007
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