Ice Water In Hell

Kim, I hope you stay around and you too John.

Shadows dance on the wall,
As your presence I recall
A thought rushes through my head,
As I now know you are out of pain and better off dead
This is something I would never hope for anyone my dear friend,
Yet some times when we suffer we just need to reach the end
A peaceful way to go would truly suit you well,
I don't want you to suffer each day that is your living hell
The shock set into you and you are numb now,
Looks like the curtain is closing, so take your final bow
Know that I shall be the one giving the standing ovation,
It will be me at your grave side after it's all said and done as that is my station
I might stay well after the others leave to talk to you,
In this journey you'll be taking it's the least I can do
There is no other way out for such a stubborn person in this situation,
So let the violins play and may you enjoy your last days for this occasion
A friendship in which I keep wondering if I could of done more,
The amusing thing is that you would of probably just rolled your eyes and ignored
Anything I have to say is going to be too much too late,
So let's enjoy the time left together as friends and not argue or deliberate
Since you believe in a Heaven and a Hell,
Let's hope you end up where the party is my dear....remember to bring ice water to sell.

Reviews

[Black Cat Fever]

It's sad when anyone feels so awful they think self-killing is the only or best answer.

[Carolina Kel]

A nice rhyme scheme. Well done.

[Awdures]

Powerful and gripping, you loose none of your zeal in bringing your emotions to the fold. Good storytelling skills in this one!

[Ruth]

Really tense love :)
A lot of passion gone into this, a beautifully executed poem
xx

[Coyote Poetry]

You wrote a powerful and very good poem. I love the sentence "remember to bring ice water to sell'. So many statements stood out. A outstanding poem. I like a good story and this was a very good story and ending.
Coyote

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Well, this is certainly a different way of looking at death. The piece is well written.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

a taut and sad descriptive form of relationships with a cutting edge~