you took my life too

this poem is for my best friend, jacob matthew walker. his birthday was july 31, 1991. he killed himself shortly after his 17th birthday on august 18,2008. we had history. it was written a week after his death on august 25, 2008. i miss him. this is the 7

not a day goes by and i don't think of you

i wish you were here for me to hold

your kiss always made me weak

now that i'll never be able to feel it again, i'm even weaker

our days together feel so far away

this pain of living without you will never go away

your smile, your laugh, your hug was ohhh so sweet

the sound of your voice always calmed me and reassured me

this is killing me, i just want you back

i'll be torturing myself for the rest of my life

trying to figure out why you did it

it was too soon to say good-bye

its so hard to accept, you're gone forever

nothing seems real now

nothing seems okay

nothing seems happy

when will we be together again?

please baby come back to me!

Reviews

[Skye Céibhfhionn]

To lose someone we love is a tragedy without measure. It is hard to explain, hard to voice, but more so hard to mend because the only one that can mend the pain, is the only one that isn't there. I agree with the way to deal. Writing is a fantastic tool for this.

I would split the poem in verses instead of whole one; this to prolong the feeling of pain and loneliness. With an empty line, it feels deeper, and it strikes harder. Something like this:

not a day goes by and i don't think of you
i wish you were here for me to hold
your kiss always made me weak
now that i'll never be able to feel it again,
i'm even weaker

our days together feel so far away
this pain of living without you will never go away
your smile,
your laugh,
your hug was ohhh so sweet
the sound of your voice always calmed me and reassured me

this is killing me,
i just want you back

i'll be torturing myself for the rest of my life
trying to figure out why you did it
it was too soon to say good-bye
its so hard to accept,
you're gone forever

nothing seems real now
nothing seems okay
nothing seems happy
when will we be together again?

please baby come back to me!

******

That way, this poem becomes real to the reader, and the world of hurt and confusion takes its place. It becomes our own and we feel it in a greater sense, than before. Try it and see if you like it.
The poem of its own is a painting of sorrow, and like the others, I am sorry for yours.

Time wounds all heels;
but it also heals all wounds.

love

Skye

[Gheeneil]

The longing is intense. Yet, there is hopelessness too as time always runs forward. Nice one.

[Dawn Davis]

This is so said but when you loose someone who you love that much everything that was once so expected to be there is gone even the very little touch or smile or the color of the eeys seem to matter more then they did when they were with you. but it gets easier and things start to deminish and was away and dim to where you don't remember the brightness of his eyes and they way you fluttered when he touched your hand. it seems like the day will never come but it does. great write! Good luck

[Jared Hughes]

I am truly sorry for your loss. It sounds like you were very close with each other. Your poem is very expressive.

Jared

[Bud]

Tragedy. Trauma. They are never easy to deal with. This is a very healthy and constructive way of dealing with your hurt. Keep up the great work!