The Death of ForeverA Poem by Seth ArmstrongThe lay of a failed loved.The Death of
Forever
She says it’s not the end, But the start of something better, But with tears in my eyes I beg her, “Please stay here forever.” But she takes her hand from mine And she looks into my eyes. “I love you, sir, to pieces, But this will always die.” Her steps away are thunder As I reach out with my arms. Trembling and shaking, my voice calls, “Why can we not fix this?” She turns to me and laughs, Her tears glitter in her eyes. “You are fire and I am ice, And how the hell could that work? You melt me when we are too close And suffocate when I’m away.” With an outcry of desperation, I immediately snap back, “So if you leave me alone, I will surely die.” She laughs at my remark And stares me in the eye. “I’ve never seen you need me before, So I don’t think you will.” And so I rise here from the ashes And scream up at the sky. In the wreckage of what we made, I know I’m the one to blame. With nothing left to lose, But nothing I can gain, I swallow up my pride And drown myself in pain. The beauty of that partnership Is left stained here in my eyes. And as I feel myself start to fade, I call for her return. I cry to the sky, to the darkness, in the nothingness, I wash away my wrongs and say “I don’t want to fall.” But in a mocking form of fashion, My brain is shot to memory. And as I look over the site of wreckage, I remember that last day. And as she opens her mouth, The words spray like bullets, But smooth as silk, They remind me of what will never be; Of what I destroyed with mistakes I cannot take back. “I don’t think you will.” © 2018 Seth Armstrong |
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