Believer

A poem of mourning for a lost one.

How can the fates just take your light?

You shined so bright.

The ground has opened up it's wings,

To lifeless things.

Nothing left, no reason to wake up,

Your life has stopped.

All of our memories keep you near,

The stinging silence screams that you're here.

How to believe? I have to believe,

That I'll see you again someday.

Why should I breathe? I don't want to breathe,

Without you, I'm afraid.

I have to believe cause I don't want to breathe without you.

I'm nothing without you.

Why do we never remember good dreams?

Why do we always say things we don't mean?

Now it's too late.

How can the world just carry on?

Although you're gone.

Follow you to the other side,

So you cant hide.

Prayers don't make the dirty less bitter,

Breaking the seals of forever.

Illusive fables of love in my head,

Written on the sheets of your death bed.

You were the light in my darkened route,

But now you've faded out,

Sorry I couldn't save you,

Appointing blame.

Sorry I couldn't save you,

I feel ashamed.

My heart explodes apart it goes to you,

I take deep breaths, but the smell of you has died away too.

In my head, like a sea of memories,

Washing over me, drowning me in you.

My last dream on the horizon,

In solace I hold on,

To you and I. 

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

You were correct. I do like this poem very much. It's so very sad and tragic, yet clinging to that fragile hope of "How to believe? I have to believe,That I'll see you again someday." And the closing, the need and the goal, in the words "My last dream on the horizon, In solace I hold on, To you and I." Those words also seem an acknowledgment of the need to move on, but know that all possible futures will be shaped by that love, that loss, and that hope.

[Kristan A. Mohammed]

Thank you. It means a lot that my work can touch people.