Unfortunate Loss
He died... in my arms.

That last thought echoes
In the back of my head,
My grief eating me whole
He can't possibly be dead
I refuse to believe it.
I won't allow it to be true
He can't leave me here
If he left, I don’t know what I’d do,
I look down upon his cold body
His eyes hold no life
Tears well up in my eyes.
His soul severed from his body by a knife
I scream and weep
As memories rush through my mind,
All the happiness gone
All the joy left behind,
Now here he lies
Dead in my arms
Now I say goodbye.
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