8:11 AM

8:11 AM

The clocks stopped at that moment

At least, my kindred heart

Felt something

When yours stopped

and wouldn't start

For that's when every mortal thing

Felt the agony that came

With your exit from this fleeting world

Nothing would be the same

For something died within me

That was taken by your hand

That even the lifeline anchoring us

To this world couldn't withstand

 

And you left me in darkness

In which I could not think

Could not breathe without pain

Of your absence, of that link

How could you leave? 

Abandon the promise that we'd both made

To comfort one another 

When we both had reached old age

You shattered me, for shards 

Of memory did pierce my lungs

And tears sprung all too ready to my eyes

For we were young

I saw you once, when you were gone

Clothed entirely in white

You looked so peaceful, how dare you

Give up our final fight?

For we shared your diagnosis

And we shared your pain and tears

I would have fought to save you

From the darkness, from your fears

But you are gone now, nothing more

Can be said without pain

And I must bear this cross alone

And happiness I'll feign

And I will fight, though you are gone

Bear your memory to them

For they must know the hole you left

At 8:11 AM

Reviews

[Parul Sharma]

I kind of love the feelings insidw this poem and also the truth that everything is not forever :)

[The Hampstead Poet]

Thank you for your kind words, I'm glad you enjoyed this piece!