Past Promises Made To MyselfA Poem by RedfootA phone rings, reality would like a word News that was cruel, obscene and absurd Regret was a wave that blocked out all else As I thought of past promises made to myself Promises of family, of friends, and health Things more important than the chasing of wealth I would change things then, no matter the cost Learn what mattered from my last tragic loss The shock of this moment, frozen in place I hear their words, but I see your face So full of life, and love, and grace Now all that remains is an empty space I didn't make the changes I promised I would Old habits are easy while life's going good I once saw clearly, with the help of my sorrow Then once again blinded, by a promised tomorrow Things that we did in the time that we shared Now told to your family to show that I cared Good times, great days and the things that we dared Empty words when the depth of the loss is compared I had means, I had time, I could have made room It was never a thought you could leave so soon No words can right wrongs, no matter how true My deepest regret is I missed out on you I remember you never liked tears or goodbyes So I'll see you soon, and wipe these from my eyes
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Added on December 29, 2017 Last Updated on December 29, 2017 Author
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