Jonathan David Russell

Dedicated to a lost soul.

You will
never belong to someone.
Faithless.
You are,
misguided calculations
beginning to drown.
Always a matter of life and death.
Stop.
Take a breath
and think rationally.
Because when it comes down to it
loving you is nothing
short of trench warfare.
Blowing in and out of lives
a passing thought,
Like a fireworks display.
illuminating dark lives for a brief time,
with color and sound.
Though beautiful
you were never meant to last
forever.
Just hope I'll look up
to the sky in time to watch 
before you become nothing
more then falling soot
and charred lithium.

Author's Note

Dedicated to a friend who took his own life because he lost sight of those around him. This is written in anger and in memory..."What a waste."