I know why you left but it still doesn't make sense

I know why you left but it still doesn't make sense

A Poem by Not here

You will fade farther away.
Every day, you'll find a better place.
You will fly happily so far.
Maybe to a bar, until you see the stars.
We will wait for you to come back home.
But it won't happen, I already know.

I will start to wander down the street.
Maybe someday, you and I will meet.
It's been too long. Nearly now a year.
And every day you validate my fear.

Hold me as if nothing ever changed.
You never did before. You never stay the same.
Call it madness, diseases, or beer.
I call it death. Took you away from here.

I will wait night after night. I already know you won't be home, alright?
I will still sit on my bed, hope for the best, hope that you aren't... dead.

© 2017 Not here


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oh.... damn this has made me tear up such a sad yet beautiful piece I love it
especially "I will wait night after night. I already know you won't be home, alright?

I will still sit on my bed, hope for the best, hope that you aren't... dead."

those lines....
amazing work

Posted 7 Years Ago


Not here

7 Years Ago

Thank you :) I really appreciate your comments
DarkArtz 0703

7 Years Ago

it's okay I loved it
Undoubtedly,the following poetrical work has been written as an reminiscence piece. Neat work, clear expressions have made this an unique poem. Undertone of half rhyming is present here. "Call it madness, diseases or beer"- is this self explanatory or just metaphorical?

Nice piece of work, well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Not here

7 Years Ago

Most of this isn't metaphorical, it's literal, but there are some parts. Thanks for reading :)
Rafy T.Nym

7 Years Ago

You're welcome.

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